I stare openly through transluscent
Uninviting panes out into the here and
Now at who I am. Not quite transparent
Just not opaque enough.
Conviction is what I lack You
See right through me because just in this very moment I’m not enough. Quite
Not enough to look white or black
Enough! I call. Enough. Stand right
Up tall big man. Stop moving. Enough.
See Me, I’ve always never just quite
Been enough for these provocatrixes
Just not quite enough. My parents turn
Hard cheeks and take what little
Was just enough. Enough! Explained
Out aloud.
Here rings the Death Knell. It Wails
Enough.
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