who am I

If I were to open my mouth youd say I was black
If I were to say nothing youd swear I was white

Mixed up in a lot of ways
My mind set and my life
Always wondering what I am

Confusion
What am i

I am night
I am day

Redbone
Lightskin
White girl
Wannabe bitch
Still that I hear again and again

I am not happy
The skin I’m in
Frustrations
Built upon connotations
Are you white
Are you black
What nationality
What race might you be

Questions I hear daily

While I make decisions
Regarding my children
While I earn my pay
A meager wage

Excuse me
I was trying to figure out
We were talking and….
Looking at you I see
Listening to you I hear
You sound black
But look white

My response differs from day to day
It depends on my mood…
One minute Im strong and steady
The other caught off guard and not ready

What is my move
Or my next plight
Must I keep hearing this


Mixed relations
Formal obligations

Back and forth
Who am i
Conflict with no resolution
I have a problem
That has no solution
Day to day
Back and forth
Who am I

Black persuasion
Skin caucasion
Unanswered questions
Destined to be
Track record of lonliness
Cuz no one really feels me…

Who am I
Fighting inside…
Trying to figure out
Constant deliberations
Who am I

No set race or nationality
A combination of them all
Done gracefully

An umph in my walk
A lil glide in my stride
Who am I
Alone in my room
No one really understands