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Paradise Script
I am more then what I appear.
Stronger than I come across, fiercer then I sound.
I am calmer than expected, wronged in too many ways.
I believe in me, do you believe in me, better yet do you believe in you?
I love, speak, cry, scream, want, need, love, seek, laugh, rain, sunshine, storm, hurricane. I am she.
[ Caiti, married&20, mother, aspiring to be more than I am, wait and see ;]
I hold her tight not knowing this is the end
Her goodbyes so soft and gentle
So unbelievable
Her tears so crystalline, so real
Her scent lingers pressed against my body
Her voice free floating in my mind
Until the day I see her laughing with another guy
Her smile radiating the warmth she once played for me
The sunshine dancing her in eyes
Her hand pressed into his arm as if to say
I’m here to stay
I shake my head and laugh thoughts of her away
Knowing I was once the one she held
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Otis Redding - Cigarettes and Coffee (1966)
You, are you.
When I grew up in Samoa I spoke fluent Samoan. I grew up going to church, being taught the values, the traditions and the ins and outs, the fa’a samoa. But this didn’t mean that I was accepted as a Samoan.
There is a flaw in races, as there are in many things. But if two different races can’t possibly accept one another than what can be expected of the children of bi-racial births to go through?
I was picked on for my skin color not being dark enough, my hair not being the right kind of hair, for being the afakasi palagi without the dad and mom. I used to cry on the way home from school because I didn’t know what I was doing wrong and why I couldn’t be more Samoan and I used to pray and wish and hope that one day I could be more Samoan.
Now that I’ve had a chance to grow into this skin I’m in I’m proud to be bi-racial, to be half whatever else it is I am just as much as I am to be Samoan. My daughter is bi-racial, or tri if you want to get into semantics and I have all the intent to share with her some of her blood roots that I know of. But I will also teach her how to love herself and her skin, no matter what color, and her hair no matter what type.
Maybe if they tried to understand me: tupac shakur ⇢
With my eyes closed I can c
we have a chance 2 discover ecstasy
but the clouds of doubt have made u blind
so u R afraid of the emotions that u may find
I know that u’ve been hurt before
but this is no excuse 4 u 2 ignore
the seed that cupid planted, in hopes that we could sow
This infant…
