When I hear the word "Black" I feel proud because I know what my ancestors went through because of the color of the skin. I'm not ashamed because my ancestors were hard working people despite the cruelty and abused they faced weathered it was physical, mental or emotional. I love my skin and the history that comes with it, till this day we're being treated with disrespect and unfair treatments hopefully in the future that will change. I'm grateful for getting to experiences what black people have to go through when being bashed because I know how to handle it next time listing names of black entrepreneurs that were under rated. I I'm black and I'm not afraid to scream it; I love my black beautiful melanin skin that glows in the sun.
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Michelle Joseph
"I'm just me expressing my thoughts and how I feel; there's no such thing as normal – everyone is different." Embracing our individuality and diversity in human nature is crucial for personal growth and societal harmony.
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I hid behind a mask to cover the truth To cover my true feelings to hide all my emotions and disguise the pain i'm going through underneath the mask is a broken little girl who just wants to be loved a broken little who looks for love in all the wrong places just to fill the void in her heart.
By Michelle Joseph6 years ago in Poets
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