I Am...
I am who God says I am.
Many call it strange
many call it unique
you'll understand the more you seek
Growing up an african american
you witness many different things
many of us are trapped
while many of us spread our wings
I am me and I am beautiful
Nappy hair and thick full lips
I love so hard that my heart is full
the way I walk and sway my hips
make me unique and great
I am me, for my own sake
I am who I am, unique with every gram
I am who God says I am
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