Somewhere In Between

In lieu of Black History Month:
I feel like I'm obligated to enlighten this community (as well as myself) of some important Black Historical Facts. But in doing so, I also feel like I'm the only black person here. Which should be highly unusual, but in my real world, it's not. Yeah, I'm just a black person, lost in a white world. Please don't take me wrong because white is all in my blood, but it only matters to the few of us. (my 3 best white friends) Ironically, I don't have any black friends either. Guess I ain't 'black' enough. I'm not ghetto enough or bougie enough for my black people, and I'm not conservative enough for my whites. I believe it's because 'black' is not indigenous. I'm to vague for the two polar races that produced me.

Although they made me, they did not make me, (or break me.) I found my place despite each race; by the grace of God. I learned how to love & have compassion for people. Period.