“Pretty” By A Black Girl

I’ve always been entranced by blues

Though greens, they get me too, these days

Of course there are some darker hues

Which draw your eyes and make them stay

I seem to have been cursed with black

A colour that just disappears

Because of every hue it lacks

You’d never know that I was here

Despite this, I can pout my lips

You’d try and still not get the same

Long nails grow from my fingertips

And dark lashes, my eyes, they frame.

I know there are some lighter hues:

Blue eyes, green eyes, brown eyes and more.

I seem to have been blessed with black

And my own face I can’t ignore.

Ross Lynn

Thank you for reading! I post of my writing on Instagram here.

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