Beautiful Disaster

April 2, 2015

I am the result of a beautiful disaster.

I bend but I do not break.

I am from the breed of individuals

Who fight for life with each step they take.

Strengthening myself in every movement I make

I am dancer.

Free to move and groove through every tribulation I face.

Freedom is a state of mind so, I won't let these challenges holds bound.

I am greater debater

I use my mind as my greatest weapon.

Ancestors before me have taught me this great lesson.

I am a force to be reckoned with.

Daughter of a maniac

Named by a Queen

Things aren't always what they seem...

I am a beautiful disaster.

Life hasn't been a fairy tale but it taught me how to stay strong in a fight

Dance in the light

Appreciate the wrong and love the right.

I am a dancer.

I don't need a stage or an audience to perform my 8-count called life.

Society labels me as a minority

Single mother household

Fatherless brown skin girl

But, I was put on this Earth to conquer the world.

As I said before things aren't always what they seem

Daughter of maniac whose choices have taught me

To dance in the light

Accept the wrong and fall in love with the right.

I am a dancer.

Swiftly moving and grooving

I may fall but you will never see my bruises.

I am a great debater.

Taking the world by storm.

Serving my words with power.

Named by a Queen

Loved by a King

Things aren't always what they seem.

I am a great debater. Product of a beautiful disaster. Who loves to dance in her dreams.

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