I am caught
Somewhere between polo shirts
And white t's
between dinner parties
and backyard barbecues
But those things are common
I am caught
Somewhere between french braids
and cornrows
between Frank Sinatra
and Tupac Shakur
But those things are trivial
I am caught
Somewhere between affirmative action
and negative reaction
between your curiosity
and your accusation
But those things are questionable
I am caught
between not enough
and just enough
between your love
and your fear
But those things are imaginary
So why then, would I feel offense?
I am in between
When you speak ill of my brothers and sisters
Surely you don't mean me,
only those who look like me
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