Skin Color
Imagine being afraid of your own skin.
Imagine thinking it's too bright.
Imagine thinking others see it
and shame you for it's sight.
Imagine looking up
and seeing others stares.
Imagine what they're thinking
when you would stare at theirs.
Imagine that there's caution
from seeing your own skin.
Imagine that the others
are baring your own sin.
Imagine that a comfort
is falling down on you.
Imagine that you've realized
your fear's no longer new.
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