COLORING OUTSIDE THE LINES
I'm undefinable. I mean how can you define me when I'm still finding so many wonderful things about myself that I love? My passions are evolving, my tastes are expanding and I'm growing in places that I didn't even know existed inside of me.
To define me is to box me into a category that is comfortable for you, but conforming to it puts me in a place that is uncomfortable. For I am many things. I am a son, a brother, a friend, a confident, a teacher, a civil servant and I am also a Black Man. I'm complex but isn't that the beauty of it. I don't have to be one thing, I am free to be whatever I want to be.
My life is a beautiful melody of all that I have experienced. It is composed of my joy and pain, my successes and failures, My triumphs and defeats. All beautifully woven together into the tapestry of what makes me who I am.
Although you see my hue as a constant, I know my hue is changing. It is constantly evolving into what I define it as. I refuse to accept the definition that has been given to me of what it means to be me. I will continue to push the envelope over the edges of my comfortability. I will explore the endless possibilities of what it is to be me. I will try new things, go exciting places, meet amazing people. I will shape my life by not being afraid to step outside of the imaginary box that I didn't put myself in. I am a Black Man, but I am also many other things that I am falling in love with. I would say I hope you see me for all that I am, but even if you don't, the beauty of it is I do.
For I see my Hue and it is as beautiful as it has always been.