Guess What
I've been pushed down, beat down, knocked out
Defeated.
I've been laughed at, picked at, talked about,
Mistreated.
I've been shoved, stared at,
Tested.
But guess what....
I made it.
I'm still here
Despite the tears
That fell.
Through all the years
Of hate from my peers,
Guess what yall...
I made it.
You can push me down and try to make me weak
But I'll stand back up
Because I'm strong.
You can talk about me
And I'll turn the other cheek
And simply walk away
Because I'm strong.
I've been to Hell,
Pushed down and fell
But I got back up
And I'm here.
You tried to knock me down,
With your "better than thou"
And your "half-breed, mixed thing,
Nobody wants you here"
But guess what....
I'm still here.
I'm not going anywhere
So if you don't want me here
Then I suggest you pack up
And leave.
I have rights just like you
And despite what you do
I'm still strong and I know
This is my home.
So if you want to throw a fit
Be my guest, I'll just sit
And wait for you to finish
And then laugh.
I won't pay you back
For the things that you did.
But I'll fight for what's mine
Til the end.
This goes out especially to all of my mixed people out there. As a biracial individual, I've
been through it all too. However, I don't want to limit this to just mixed people. This also
goes out to anyone who has overcome any situation. It takes a lot to look at those who are
kicking you and stand your ground instead of retaliating or running. Keep ya head up!
Copyright © Stephanie Whitley | Year Posted 2008
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