they take my kindness for.... weakness
they take my silence for.... speechless
they consider my uniqueness.... strange
they call my language.... slang
they see my confidence as.... conceit
they see my mistakes as.... defeat
they consider my success.... accidental
they minimize my intelligence to potential
my questions mean i am unaware
my advancement is somehow unfair
to voice concern is discontentment
if i stand up for myself i am too defensive
if i dont trust them i am too apprehensive
i am defiant if i seperate
im fake if i assimilate
my character is constantly under attack
pride for my race makes me too black