I am

November 4, 2015

You thought you could break me down.

You tried to change who I am,

And make me look like a clown.

You are nothing more than a scam.

You called me names,

Some I will admit were true,

but they don't define me.

I am done playing your games.

I shall no longer be your slave,

You have no control over me.

I'm going to come at you like a roaring wave,

I am done hiding, it's time to get brave.

Starting now I am free,

Free from your chains of destruction,

I am going to be the real me,

It’s time to start my reconstruction.

I love to dance, even with my two left feet;

I laugh at things that aren’t funny .

Half on the time I am sweet.

I may not have that much money,

Yet I still have a good time.

People say I am mindless,

But I am more than people's thoughts,

My heart is filled with such righteousness

I am not your average women,

I’m far from normal,

I am one in a billion.

I am me.

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