Brown skin people and dark skin people always have something to say about light skin people. Like I don’t wake up everyone morning knowing I’m light skin. Like somehow I forgot. Like somehow I don’t know that in the winter I get paler with every snow fall. Like I don’t know that I’ll never get as dark as you even if I lay in the sun everyday.

They say, “black is beautiful” but they keep riding me like I’m not a part of that movement. Like I should find a way to do more than I can about it. Like somehow I asked to be two shades from a white girl, sorry, make that one shade.

But fuck it, let ‘em point it out. Because when it comes down to it I’m not going to change and I’ll probably have kids that look just like me. So when you see him or her playing in the school yard with your kids feel free to crack another joke because he or she will be ready for all the dumb shit you have to say. Because we all know you will still think your jokes haven’t gotten as old as your wrinkly as has.

Peace.

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