In the voice of Maya Angelou

Pale white skin, long blonde hair, blue eyes

perfect bow, perfect dress

I always wanted to look just like that doll

the one my mother sent me

Maybe if I looked like it,

she wouldn't have

left.

I didn't choose my color, given the choice back when I was little

I would've changed in a heartbeat

Maybe if I looked like it,

I wouldn't have been mocked and made fun of,

Wouldn't have been denied help when i was sick,

wouldn't have had such a hard time getting into school.

It's amazing, when they tell you so often that you are something you're not, you believe them.

But given the choice now, I wouldn't change a thing

the only thing I hate about myself now is that it took

so long for me to realize that black was beautiful

Black is beautiful

and once i realized that, I realized what it was like to be

truly happy.