A proud black woman
I am a proud black woman Every inch, color, curve of my body is something I learned to accept Something I once questioned while looking at myself in the mirror I am a proud black woman Even though I get paid less than my white cousin And my choice in clothing is frowned upon I am a proud black woman Even though my "missing dad" is seen more as a statistic than a cry for help I am required to push through because of the color of my skin Or else I'm seen as weak I am a proud black woman Throughout the braided hair The urban dance The "cool" swag You see they want to be us until they have to be...