I am dark

I am a bit darker than the rest
But I believe I am the best,

No one likes my skin color
Just because its a bit duller,

People ask me to apply
whitening creams
I am not fit in this world it

People love to alter your looks
You can get altered for getting
in their good books,

My color is given by my Dad
So why shall I be sad,

People don’t accept me the way
I am
I think this whole beauty thing is

They won’t understand the
meaning of Pretty
Because they focus on things
which are Petty,

Even the night is dark
And don’t expect me to get fair
as quark,

I don’t care if I were as black as
As I have accepted myself from
my heart and soul

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