Inside Out
A little girl is all they see
They can’t tell if she’s bland or chic
Too fleek, a new day, a new dawn, a new sunrise
They don’t realize little girl’s eye’s on the prize
Fun-sized, yet still too big for fame
To know her story is to know she’s a flame
All-consuming passion ignites her drive
At times even she wonders how she is still alive
She thrives off of her uniqueness, her beauty from within
Emitting light so bright it should be a sin
Chaotic genius like spit-fire lyrics her life itself is a rhapsody
An unfinished masterpiece beyond compare and brimming with complexity
I smile with a quiet confidence knowing that little girl is me
High off life I improvise, and am thriving flawlessly