identity
Standing alone with nothing to hide
Free myself from all that’s inside
Giving a voice to the thoughts in my head
Sharing my secrets
With all that care to hear
We are so bent
Upon being individualist
& beautiful in our own opinion
That your expectations of natural accordance
Does not exist…
& so persistently shall we insist
That who we are is who we are…
Regardless of your brackets.
It’s time for me to go home
It’s time for me to pray
It’s time for me to think
It’s time for me to say
Paint my portrait in a thousand words,
In every color of my poetry.
Discard every tale you’ve ever heard
Of the perspectives that misrepresent me.
How do I better myself?
Starve off comfortability
To create parity within
To accept my flaws
and be humble in my strengths