Assimilation Role Call
Hey you, yeah you with the big ass earrings. Take them shits out and have a seat.
And you with your pants saggin’, pull them up now.
And girl, if you don’t take that wrag off of the top of your head. I don’t care if you’re trinna save your hairstyle, you look like a fool.
And what the hell is this? No you don’t have on no bright ass, neon nail polish. Think-clear, color is bad-work with me.
And what is with the name plate? Does anyone have to know that you have a long-ass, ghetto-ass name?
And why are you speaking so loudly? She is sitting right next to you, SHE CAN HEAR YOU!
Why do you have to be so ghetto, so damn niggerish? Have some respect for yourself, not by doing what you want to do but by taking special precautions not to inconvenience anyone else.
Who gets to tell their own stories? Who holds the privilege of writing themselves? This blog began as a way for me to collect my thoughts and vent my anger, now it is a way for me to collect myself and present that collection to others.
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