Born, Proud, Black, Loved Hope, Pure, Soul, Blessed Black, Young, Girl, Stressed Sad, News, Fear, Hate Anger, Anger, Anger, Anger
Fight, Red, Blood, Tears, Pain Mind, Fucked, Black, Soul, Life Lost, Lost, Lost, Lost, Lost, Lost, Lost, Lost
Being black is a blessing because You know, I get to experience life through a lens that is very prejudiced
Like I´m the only person that can get myself out of whatever problems I´m in and no one´s gonna rub my back while I´m doing it Like I just have to, I just have to get up and keep going every time The pity only lasts for about five seconds, before the, oh you´re so strong, wow, can´t believe how strong you are No, no, I´m not strong, I´m weak as fuck. But I have shit to do and...
I was lucky enough to find the books, find the knowledge, articulate what was happening to me. But when you don´t have that, what is your other resort ? It´s anger You got angry, which fits the narrative of the black angry person But how can you not be angry, when your whole life you´ve been dismissed, overlooked, stepped on, spit it on
Why, why is a black man so threatened and why is a black woman so threatened to you, that your first instinct is to kill ?
That cop started coming towards me and then, as I turned around, he was like, "Do not move! Stay right there!"
So I said with my very French voice and accent, "Please, I have my phone in my hand." Because I was scared. I was scared that you would think that my phone in my hand might be a weapon
And I literally cried about this the other day, because I was saying how I would hate for my children to grow up in a place where they don´t feel safe, loved, understood, cared for, cared about, like they matter Like, I literally was crying about it. Like, I would hate to bring my kids up in a place like that
You know, there´s, black people have been around forever. And we will overcome everything coming our way. And I think it is the greatest challenge to be black But if anybody can do it, it´s my kids
But I´m so sad. I´m just sad I feel like it´s a never-ending story All of these things that we have to deal with, the road is never a straight line. There´s always something, an obstacle in our way. But when we get to the finish line and we look back, we can be proud of us. Honestly I would never, never, ever want to be anything else but black