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My Excuses

I’m mixed.

My father was black.

My mother is white.

I am the shade of gray

That I am.

I was an only child

Raised by a single mom

Until I became

The stepdaughter

That I am

I was an A student.

I hid in my studies

And pretended to be

A false portrayal of the person

That I am.

I was a victim of abuse.

Whatever people conclude from that

Rarely projects the image

Of the present aware being

That I am.

I was a fat kid.

I’m still a fat adult.

Folks call it fluffy, thick, chubby.

I call it fat and I know

That I am.

I was an unwed mother

Who became a married mother

Who became a divorced mother.

At this point, I’m happy

That I am.

I am disabled.

The tumor in my brain

Creates havoc that kills some.

I’m still living and glad

That I am.

Above all, I still worship

A God whose name is above all others

And He has always told me,

“No matter who you need, I am

THAT I am.”

So all of this

And none of this

Is exactly why

I am the way

That I am.

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