the answer most sought after
A black girl in America?
A teen pushing through school?
An afro with a voice?
A body full of thoughts?
A head full of poems?
Who am I?
I've been trynna find that out for 17 years now.
And most search their entire lives.
But i can smell it in the air-
the essence of me-
so, i've got to be close.
I am...
I am a force of nature,
a child of God, and
a powerful humman being.
Iam a dreamer,
a seeker,
a doer,
and a lover of many things.
I am music.
I am song.
I am the sweetest taste of ambrosia on your tongue.
I am one soul trynna connect with another and spark something beautiful.
I am free and I am unique.
And, most of all, Iam, like you, flawed...
Just trynna make it out here in this flawed world
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