I used to care what
you thought of me
when you saw my scars
the look of disgust
spoke volumes
and I would look at you
unbothered
now you only see my face
but the look is still there
either you don't care enough
to take the time to know
or it's just easier to assume
so it doesn't really matter
I still stand here
unapologetic
but I get it now
you're so fixated on my face
that you have no idea
what you're looking at
people have been trying
to figure me out for years
some have tried to silence me
for speaking on injustices
others only mention
to appear interested
but here I am
unafraid
fighting for peace
while refusing to keep quiet
and since you're still so
fixated on my face
let me introduce you to
the face of a revolution
unyielding
and I still don't care
what you think of me
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