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The real me


Being black is Hard they say 

I say try being a woman

exceptions to high

dont slouch sit up you could afford to loose a couple of pounds

 

I yell to silence the insecurities in my head

for i am woman and you will hear me roar 

 

You will begin to love my burp

nuture my  natural gas 

For I Smile the hardest laugh the loudest

all with no brain to mouth filter

for I am woman I will speak my mind and live free from insecurities 

 

 

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