Dear nameless imbeciles,

Gabrielle

Major: Global and International Studies

Dear nameless imbeciles,

You are the one that expressed

that her voice and skin don’t contest .

While you hide behind the lies

fake ASS empathy and pitiful disguise.

No better than the evil you came from ,

If you truly tryna help , do something to change them.

Who are you tryna see ?

The FAKE or the REAL she?

The watermelon eater ,

The drinker of iced tea ?

Cause she is none of the above ,

Just someone tryna teach herself how to reach self-love.

But apparently her ink is all dried out ,

If you really think so that shit can be replaced no doubt!

Since when has cultivation meant historical erasure,

This is meant to be a shot , drank straight with no chaser.

Now you’ve done it, there’s nowhere to hide ,

Releasing everything she had bottled up inside.

She will NEVER neglect her ebony ,

Trust and believe It’s her entire IDENTITY !

But in order to reach ignorant ,uncultured simpletons

The “oreo language” is something she has to be gifted in.

Therefore do not mistake her lack of chatter ,

For the belief that shit does not matter.

Nothing can contain this cognitive blab,

Oh so the only way yall understand is if somebody gets mad?

So what do you really want ?

The FIRE or the ICE

How about being under your total control AGAIN?

Would that suffice ?

Tired of your input

And telling her to who to be

She’ll BLEED regardless a dark and relentless she !

This could keep going , but you ain't ready for more

Cause if words were a killer , this would have started a war.

Sincerely,

An educated, indissolubly vexed woman who has found her instrument