I Know
I know the pain that my mother felt, and doctors couldn't understand
I know what it feels like to be an outsider, while it seems easy fit in
I know how good it feels to be praised when it seems like nothing is ever good enough
I know the smell of perfume, which reminds me of who I am and where I going
I know listening to the sound of thunder and rain like it's your favorite tune
I know the wailing sound of an ambulance and thanking God that it's no one in my family
I know how social media can make an average girl feel like a monster
I know if I continue to be myself people will continue to judge me
I know that I can succeed in life, but people try to influence me not to try
I know how to dress in dresses because as a girl I want to be seen as elegant and classy
I know that pearls, diamonds, and gold is looked upon as being too flashy
I know I don't want to be looked at as if I'm an alien from some planet
I know when people talk behind your back they lack the knowledge of seeds that you've planted
I know that a smile is worth so many words
I know a frown is the symbol of people not being heard
know there's a lot of unfortunate people on the streets of Chicago
I know the feeling of wanting to lend a hand because you feel their sorrow
I know that the world is a huge place
know the difference between what's right and what's not
I know that with the faith in God I don't have anything to worry about
I know that when you light a candle a dim light seem to appear
I know that the sweet scent of vanilla is welcoming in a home
I know dancing is a creative workout.
I know my future is bright
I know that my words were needed for someone who ever experienced doubt
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