Stop saying you don’t see my color
You are NOT colorblind
Nobody is
Why would I want you to be
I want you to see me
I’m looked passed, through, and assumed too often
My protests go largely unheard
I’m acknowledged most when I fit a stereotype
When you hear of crime, you see me
Even if just a mental picture
When you hear me get excited, you see me
But not as a normal person
Rather a rambunctious untamed animal
When I’m angry, you see uncivilized aggression
You don’t see a person allotted emotions
You see validated yet quieted implicit biases-
Plausible deniability-
So my cries of fouk are shunned
You see a prison as answer for me
Frankly, I can’t be a regular human being in your eyes
My sobering human moments
You see less a person and more a ‘thing’
A beast with too much terrain to roam-
Needing to be reeled in and controlled
You tell me to calm down
Chill
Don’t be so loud
You talk to me like child therapists
With a “1 2 3 breath intonation”
As if training a wild animal
With your superior logic and reserve
Believing I’m genetically incapable
You’re even more outraged at my wrongs than that of others
When I do wrong, it makes sense to you
You aren’t colorblind
My color makes you blind
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