God Made Me This Way!
I know that you say,
It’s not fair,
That I have long hair
Well, don’t hate.
I say,
God made me this way, hey!
I know that you say,
She thinks she knows,
So much.
I say with yourself,
You’re out of touch.
I say that God gave me,
These abilities
Before I could think
About elementary
Or imagine earning
A college degree.
So whatever method,
You use,
You can’t shake me.
Well, don’t hate.
I say,
God made me this way, hey!
I know that you say,
She thinks she’s so musical
And she sings everything,
Positivity from your voice,
Should ring instead,
Of so much negativity.
Make the right choice.
That’s God the real source
Of your gifts
Or forever wish
That you were someone else.
Let Him deal with the
Hand of gift cards that
You’ve been dealt.
With whatever you’ve been
Made to do
You’ll look like an actor doing it
So to all of you who say,
She moves and sings,
Like she was born,
On a Broadway musical.
I told you what to do
It’s up to you
Well, don’t hate.
I still say,
In a positive way,
God made me this way, hey!
wrote 6-13-10
Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2010
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