Yes, I am indeed aware that I am not the face of societal beauty. That I know. That will never be me. I will never have long lucious locks of curls stemming from my roots draping down to my ass. I will never have fair skin given a caramel glaze during the summer months. I will never have lips plump enough to take a chunk. That I know. But I do know that I can take your mind for a ride. I know that my petite frame wrapped in chocolate silk is only an extension of the complex mind God has given me. I know that I posses power that can drop a grown man. That I know. I know that I have to carry myself in a way that is respected and beyond my external appearance. I know that black women in this world have to take a delicate but assertive position in order to survive. Succeed.