(Complex)ion

A look in the mirror

Should showcase your true outward reflection

but instead, I feel like a useless work of fiction

An imposter

Simply put

Living in a world that’s

Neither here

Nor there

When I touch my mirrored self

Instead of gentleness

I feel anger

How has fair somehow been morphed into better?

It’s not better

I’m not better

We all screw up

No matter our skin color

That’s the beauty of being human.

together.