Washington, District of Columbia, United States
i am losing myself, forever.
i wanted to be a daughter of a revolutionary, a soul sister to a bad brotha, a mother of all things " i'm black and i'm proud."
i use to tell myself i wasn’t good enough to be a writer, that what i had to say just wasn't as good as what you had to say.
or he say, or she say.
i attended an art school for four years, sitting in the front of the class, losing myself.
now i am in college, sitting in front of the class, and this is the first writing since,
and i know i am losing myself forever.