Spark

I stand
Juxtaposed against the backdrop
The loud sound of the air
Condition
Listens to our pens as we write
In spite of all our difference
We understand the pain
And with vehemence we speak
Our eyes pour down like rain
Sun shine filled skin
We are remembering again
What it was like to be a child
Outside the circle of play
But what really matters
In this life
Is it the strongest
Or the loudest that survive?
My hair wants to fall down my back
In dreadlocks
Hers in curls
How does my hair
Affect their world?
I am your girl because
I am honest
I am your girl because
I am true
I am your girl because
I love water
How am I so different
From you?