They forgot to tell me that my smile and my dimples will cause them to attack my other insecurities and flaws.

They forgot to tell me that the minute I wet my head my hair spirals into a beautiful vortex of alternate proportions, but for some who don't understand it makes you feel "uncomfortable"

They forgot to tell me that no matter how hard I sound like a "valley girl" when I speak, they'll always say that you're not "hood enough" to be down.

They forgot to tell me that no matter what I do, the minute I put a pair of jeans on, I'll be too curvaceous for them, and that they get enhancements to make them look a lot more flawless than I do.

They forgot to tell me that no matter what I do, it will honestly never be good enough for their men because I grew up in what they deem as "the inner city". Yet I've been to several Ivy Leagues.

They forgot to tell me that the minute I came into this world, they would do everything in their power to continue to tear me down.

However they forgot to tell me that my smile lights up a room.

They forgot to tell me that no matter how hard my hips sway, all that booty isn't going away.

They forgot to tell me that my laugh is so beautiful and heart-filled that it'll fill up an entire stadium.

They forgot to tell me that no matte how hard they try to dehumanize and deescalate our Kings, we'll continue to uplift them and help them rise to the top.

They forgot to tell me that no matter how hard they try to get me to not love these features that god blessed me with, I'm going to continue to love them down.

They forgot to tell me that no matter how hard they try to break me down, I'm never going anywhere.

They forgot to tell me that my crown and my kingdom has always been mine for the taking.

What they forgot however, is that I am a black woman and I am powerful.