They say I’m a white girl

That I just can’t understand

Just because I have confidence

In the person, I know I am

They say I’m a white girl

With artfully ripped jeans

And no idea how the world really works

Even though I live here too

They say I’m a white girl

And just because I’m straight

That I can’t sympathize with what they’re going through

Even though what someone said to them hurt me as well

They say I’m a white girl

Which I’ve never understood

Because even as a kid

I never drew myself with the white crayon

They say I’m a white girl

That I can’t understand poverty

Mental health issues

Or being discriminated against

They say I’m a white girl

And that’s all they see

Unwilling to look past the surface to me

And everything that I HAVE gone through

I am a white girl

Who doesn’t understand

I don’t believe in myself enough

I don’t know who I am

I am a white girl

With artfully ripped jeans

I wish I could change how the world works

Because it's just so hard to live in

I am a white girl

And just because I’m straight

I’ve heard friends claim to hate me

Even when I try to comfort them that same day

I am a white girl

But that doesn’t make sense

Because no little kids

Draw white girls with white crayons

I am a white girl

I’ve seen poverty

I have bad mental health

I got bullied out of sixth grade

I am a white girl

But that’s not me

I have a soul past the surface, far beneath

And I’ve gone through many things

They say I’m a white girl

But even they

Wouldn’t draw a white girl

With a white crayon