BADD SKIN by Omariasha Houston
My name is a Omariasha and I go by she/her pronouns. I am 17 years old but I have the soul of a 75-year-old. I am in pursuit of not being judged. To me, it don’t matter the color or texture of your skin. We are not bad people. We should not be perceived as bad. My brothers are not bad people. My sisters are not bad people. We are black.