White Adjacent

Within America’s borders is the clamoring for the glorification of individual, group, and population magnificence

But OMG, I was shocked to find out that I was White Adjacent…

WTF, I mean, for Pete’s sake, what does that even mean?

Once again, I am forcibly twisted to the position you think I need to lean

Is it the lightness of my skin?

No, it can’t be

Is it the success of who you think are my kin?

But the we, who are supposed to be my kin, are all so different

Is it the darkness of the struggles that still haunt?

But we walk paralleled paths, different but the same, the same but different

Is it the pain caused by the struggle to realize something you want?

But…Wouldn’t it be terribly suppositional to infer we are only here to taunt…

Fighting for the right to self-label

Fighting to be limitlessly able

Please don’t cut me out of the picture

Please don’t paste me into the space to fill the void

Give me the freedom we all deserve

Give me the freedom to support you in the freedom you deserve

Give me the choice, which is my inalienable right

Please give me the choice, so I don’t have to fight

Anymore…

The oppressed should not become the oppressor to realize liberation

Wouldn’t it be better to lift everyone up to ease the realization…

I am still in awe that there are people out there thinking that I am White adjacent

Whatever-TF that means