Know what it feels like?! How many times I had to wake up with pain! How many times I was not knowing what to expect from me, look in the mirror!! How many times I've cried while doing it! Can you not see I'm kicking myself for that, I can not deal with my face and myself!! Because you also punish me for it?! Yes it's true that I was black! You get darker skin because of the sun and wonder why.
But I'm sick and you hit me for it.
The sun that you love so much can kill me. Previously I also enjoyed being outside in the sun, now almost all I can go out at night. If I had not become the Michael Jackson we know today. I also would like this: I would be a black/white curl and thick nose-African and everybody would laugh at me. Well now you tease me because of my small nose.
