Behind these eyes is things I never speak

Pain from all the stigma on me

Hurt from all the stereotypes put on me

Anguish from all the mistreatment of me

Behind these eyes is something you don’t expect

I am a human I do have a soul

Why is every move I make scrutinized?

Why is everybody so cold?

Behind these eyes is a soul crying out

Who can I turn to when no one likes me?

What have I done to deserve this much hate?

I just got here. Why does everyone dislikes me?

Behind these eyes is a heart of love

Even though I am abused I still love

Even though I am misused I still love

Even though I am not loved I still love

Behind these eyes is a strength

To be able to carry on in this placed on shame

To be able to go on knowing all the lies

To be able to smile with a slandered name

Behind these eyes is a broken spirit

Tired of the world weighing down on me

Tired of seeing black women this all over

Tired of everyone looking down on me

Behind these eyes is a person

Not an animal or subhuman

But a girl, woman, lady, sister, mother

So much more than what people are assuming

Behind these eyes I have feelings too

Cut me and I’ll bleed

Kill me and I’ll return to dust

Love me and I’ll succeed

Behind these eyes are the scars

From the music and movies that portray me badly

From the people who want to do studies on me

From people telling me I can’t speak madly

Behind these eyes is a beautiful soul

That is not angry just hurt

That is not mean just cautious

That is used to being sad and no mirth