I’ll leave the way I came
Unseen, unheard, unmoved
A Black woman truth

4 years old too Black to play
My first crush showed me all the right shades for his love
And it brands you

You get a new leader and think you know trauma
I’m 20 years of breakdowns and mantras
Spare me the shock in looking at yourselves
It scares me there’s shock I could love myself
How I do

Oh

Cry in the bathroom
But they’ll never have you
It’s always been bigger than this
And I fucking swear I swear down
That we love ourselves politically
It’s rebellious

Are you sitting comfortable
While we bleed in vain
I’ve died by other names