I am Nasir
Hardworking, Bad, Brave, Aggressive, Talented
The Skin I’m in is intelligence
The Scars on the surface remind me of fighting that day and got cut by a pocketknife by a boy
In my Dark chocolate skin eyes I see my life go by
Like the wind in the air ad the floor
In my frown I feel like a man growing up
In the sound of intelligence information everyday
From my lips I say to stay happy and enjoy life while you have it
People outside me think I am a good friend and dancer
In my ears I hear people talk about me and my likes and how I look in the world my mom put me in
Inside my side of my skin and me I feel ashamed and self-convinced about what other people say to me
My skin may not show the real me because the real me will never back down and is brave, intelligence, and enraged and is easy going
Someday I will love my skin but just not today