Fear

It's boiling inside me like a big balloon that can't take anymore air or it will explode I'm trying to do my best to keep it in but it seem like nothing is working I pray and i pray and don't get me wrong i'm not gone stop praying because if i give up what is that telling myself that i did it for nothing and i plan not to look at myself like that. I look in the mirror to examine myself and tell me what do i see I see black beautiful girl trying to to do something with her life I see a girl that is different from everybody i know in some way i believe that this girl i see is going to be something and somebody one day. I would love for people not to look at me for the color of my skin but for the character that i bring to you If you judge me before you get to know me then when you get to know me how would that make you feel cause i'm not a bad person no no my mother raise me better than that with the help from the lord But when i really examine myself i see a little girl thats stuck on the directions she should go and hardly can't find her way but thats ok i'ma make it and i hope that ya'll would pray for me 1 day yeah it's me the gurl in the mirror but the problem is that its my anger that keeps me in fear