What you see when you look at me is nothing more than a 5'3 Muslim girl..

You see my tan skin, because I am African-American..

My ancestors were slaves on the white-mans plantation, but I'm guessing you didn't know that..

What you don't see is my personality..

which I probably got from being around my loving family, who tought me right from wrong, and how to be strong..

and to walk with my head held high representing a religion that I can't deny..

I'm Muslim, it's my identity, it's who I am..

and that's all I see...

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