I am whom i am
Wondering this for what feel like eternities
Asking will I ever get what I feel is meant to be
Then falling down to the misery
Ready to lose faith in it all until I had an epiphany
I am whom I am I told myself
But what does this mean
I am the boy who loves thyself
I am the kid whose unfortunately poverty-stricken
The kid who has had seen some evils in life that were gut -wrenching
I am the kid who aspires to be like Mandela but dreams of living big & getting the message out like Kendrick or Cole
I realized this day that I am whom I am & will be this way till the day I will forever be gone.
I am whom I am.
I am Keonte' Sealey
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