Why does it bother you so much that I speak a language of your kind?
That I date out still boggles your mind
That I can think more fluently then you
I swear the gap in your thinking has grew
Why does it bother you so much?
is it the fact that my dark skin glitters in the sun?
That I don't flitch at your presence
As you try and intimidate me like a gun
Sorry forgive me for that sentence
You say Yet u know u meant it in your deepest essence
To you I'm Beneath even the gravel on the ground
it bothers you that I even dare make a sound
"Doesn't she know her place?"
You so slowly whisper under your breath
concealed with ego and pride
"I don't mind...