The Way You Are (You'Re Beautiful) Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

I wasn't ready
To wake up to a world
Where I didn't want to discover
A couple broken hearts that may never recover

Now I believe in hope
And I hope
We try and get it right

But, if you looking
To another
And thinking
That you're better
Then you're flawed

You're trapped in a time
When people were unkind
And what they had believed
Affects you like a disease

When the world speak of equality
it's not true
Looking all around this soceity
There's many of impacted communities

I am tired of the problems
I am tired of the struggles
I am tired of witnessing
Those being overcame by self-hate
he found the weakness
our story was rewritten
he knew we were of greatness
he likes to see us fall
his influence slaves us all
as if the brutality wasn't enough
the community displays no love
harboring hate that was taught

Racial segregation
Divided up this nation
Causing hate in
Human relations
It's a battle
That would unravel
Disrupting minds of many
Projecting self-hate
See, if the skin isn't fair
You're vision becomes impaired
Alienated and feeling so scared
Where you become less
When your mind process
What you think as grotesque
And you begin to become obsessive
And that is just repulsive
Don't give someone full control
The way you are, you're beautiful
It don't matter if you're dark-skinned or light