Every Part of Me

I am silent but deadly moving swiftly throug the crowd.

No need to be boisterous, no need to be loud because

I am strong and I am proud.

My mind is my weapon, I used it everyday. In the mos

ordinary yet extraordinary way. I'm something powerful.

So small, so unique. From the tip top of my head to the

soles of my feet. I can be timid, I can be down. I put on

a facade to hide my frown. When the tough gets going,

I get up and go. I'm used to running from my problems

when things get slow. I am my own keeper. I am my own

boss. I decide everyday what's the profit, what's the cost?

Sometimes I feel like

jane doe. Unidentified. Undefined But I'm still looking for myself,

determined not to go blind. Sometimes I have to take off my

makeup and ask "what am I making up for?" People will adore

or they will decide to abhor. I am perfectly imperfect, and perfectly

made. I know this because my maker makes no mistakes.