VERSE 1
My skin is black
My forehead long
My hair is wooly too
And my back is strong
Strong enough to carry on
After genocide and all my family gone
What do they call me?
My name is Gatsinzi
VERSE 2
My skin is pink
It used to be black
My mirrors and my magazines
Made me cry
Discarded western bleaching creams
Eat away at my skin and self-esteem
What do they call me?
Beauty queen