Black

Hey you guys
I’m Peyton Pearson
And I’m black
A lot of people see me as black
Which I am
But, yeah
My friends often say I’m the whitest black guy that they know
Which is ironic because my skin color tells me otherwise
How do I act white?
How does a white man act black?
How is it that just because I don’t talk like I’m a gangster or a thug
And I speak with a specific eloquence
That I’m automatically labeled as a black person
Trying to “act white”
I’m so much more than black
Fun fact:
I’m a guy
I’m 16
I’m a Gemini
I’m a rapper
I bake
And I’m a singer
I’m many things
A lot of things really
A lot of things that come before but apparently are less important than the fact that I am-
Black
See, when you see me in the street with my glasses instead of shades
A pen instead of a grenade
And a backpack on my back that is literally a Nintendo entertainment system controller
What are you gonna do?
When I come into the room will you call me human or will you call me black?
When I’m called in for an audition will you call me Peyton or will you call me black?
See when I tell you that the first 12 digits are 3.141592653589 of pi; are you gonna call me a nerd or are you gonna call me a nigga?
Because I’m basically, just black
And to some people that’s literally all I am
But I’m so much more than that
I’m beautiful
I’m lively
I’m awesome
I’m calm
And I’m kind
I’m a kind person
Wait wait
B-l-a-c-k
Damn
That’s a coincidence