I Am
I am the one you never expect to succeed.
The aggressive one who jokes till time stops.
Once shy and quiet now growing like a rose sprouting into an outspoken human.
Clever with words
Creative with lines
With a passion for the stage and strive for fame
She’ll never change
Her spirit rises like a Phoenix from ashes strong, bold and bright with burning flames.
I Am Bre’Anna Chauntrice Smith.
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