Where should I stand
for You to see Me?
How loud do I have to Be
for You to feel my glee?

What designer must I wear
to be taken seriously?
What part of Me must I tear
for You to sense My depth immensely?

Who should I emulate
in order to be compared?
Who’s face should I resemble
to prove I have a real dimple?

When will be the best time
to take Dr. Seuss out of rhyme?
When should I expect
my actions to be of derilect?

Why am I considered racist
just because I’ve never had a facelift?
Why can’t I raise my fist
if I want to make the good list?

How can I make You see
if at first You can’t believe?
How can your senses be covered
when You had nine months to be mothered?