A/N: I heard this poem out loud one day, and I thought I will hit it with my ideas. R&R PLEASE!
for living in the suburbs
for talking white
for trying to be the real me
for locking up windows at night when it's blazing hot outside when I'm in the city.
for choosing Spellman over Howard
for attending girl scouts
and for sitting up in the church and singing in the choir.
for that time I tried not to witness you showing hatred for another,
or the time I didn't want braids in the beauty salon.
for looking into the mirror and instead of me I see another girl trying fit in the environment around me.
But you can apologize too, you know?
I hear you laugh at the proper way I speak
Pointing at the skinny girl walking down the hallways and streets
Asking why my family acts so white
Laughing when you see me
It's as if you're asking for money when we talk, then of course we're cool.
I don't understand you now
and you don't get me at all.
I prefer golf,
And you swear your life on basketball.
We're a million miles apart.
Still trying to understand and forgive one another.
So I apologize,