
Its shade—dark brown, like cocoa
The tone even, just one
Beholders in awe or horror
Of the skin that I have on
Some beiges feel superior
Yet tan to get this tone
But for them it’s unattainable
They can’t achieve my own
They mock me, say I’m inferior
They say dark brown is ugly
But their hatred hints at jealousy
Deep down, they think it’s lovely
© Larisa McBean