Who I Am
Me I am not a trip I am a journey
I am not a snack I'm a full course meal[dessert included]
I am not a girl I'm a growing woman
I am the vibrant , beautiful and might I say smart
I am not the old I am the new begining
I am the growing woman of color brown sugar that's me
I am the music i'm the rhyming of time you know
I am one of the many music notes
From every mountain side freedom will ring in my ears
Me i'm not the taste I am a blend of many herbs and spices
To me my people we are the melody of a thousand notes
NO ONE and I mean NO ONE can tell me what i can and can't do
Just because I am not just a word I'm the whole library
I am not a aplanet i am the universe BABY
Hear me sing, hear me talk , can't nobody take my walk
I am not the regular i'm the supreme
Do you really want to know who I am
I am sweet, beautiful, and intelligant
I am my ancestors, my mom, sister, and brother
BUT if you really must know who I am ........I am ME
Copyright © Alesha Roche' | Year Posted 2007
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