I am me ~ A Poem

Black Girl Anxious

The sweat between my palms

Sweat under my arms

And the constant urge to go to the toilet.

Speak louder they say

You’re African and Africans are not shy

Speak with confidence they say

You were great!

I wish I could speak like you they say

You have no reason to be nervous

But I just can’t help it.

Constantly conscious of my self-image

Always in a cycle of self-doubt

Filled with psychological wounds that are self-inflicted

Timer ready to self-destruct

But I know that my heart is pumped with self-love

So why do I spend time on self-hate?

Is it because of pressures of never being good enough?

The unachievable standards society has set for girls like me?

Scared of letting people down

Or it is all in my head?

I am amazing

I am me

anxiety is a part of me

But I will not let it define me.

 

Words By Kuki.

Artwork by @KirzArt

3 thoughts on “I am me ~ A Poem

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s