Is it really hatred or something much deeper?

They told me I was pretty for a black girl But if that is the case You want me to interpret that as being special That out of every black girl Im the exception To your pre conceived perception To how you view a black woman The only way to take it Is as an insult Black women are beautiful But your attitude isn't And when you say I'm different That's not a compliment All it does is make me view you as the scum of the earth I am not your curiosity Your new flavour of the month We are not toys We won't play into your weird fetishism We are human beings Not dolls you can unclothe Brownie points will not be given By belittling other black women Your curiosity will not be cured We will not be your experiment We know our worth And we know what we deserve We are not desperate enough To the point where we allow you to be cruel to another black girl We support each other And we won't fight for your unwelcomed affection You think because we are hated By a majority of the world That we would be insecure enough To accept your empty gestures Buy why would we be insecure When the people who claim to hate and think that we are uglier Seem to be obsessed with our culture The ones who buy their looks to replicate us The ones who wear the skin they claim to hate as a costume So yeah we are the most hated But our looks seem to be your favourite thing to wear