Is it me?
Is it because I believe watching my feet and counting my steps is too boring?
Is it because I land on my feet from a leap of faith after I’m through soaring?
Is it because it takes a miracle from God to Impress me?
Is it because I value respect in the way you address me?
Is it because I find it forgery to ACT happy for you when I’m just glad?
Is it because I know my steps are ordered and I don’t regret my past?
Is it because black eye liner is an accessory for me instead of new Jordans?
Is it because my interests in gab are of politics and not what Kardashians are sporting?
Is it because I simply move on when I know it will not last?
Is it because I find it wastes my energy to invariably wear a mask?
Is it because shrinking is not an option in a room full of execs for me?
Is it because if you ask then I do so diligently?
Is it because I know I can do anything I put my mind to
That makes you act like its something you’re blind to?
Is it me?
That makes you envy what you see?
That makes your heart beat nervously when you see me?
That makes you question yourself when you see me walk, head high shoulders back confident in my talk.
It must be because when you saw me leap and hoped I would fall and your mouth hit the floor when I soared and you called;
“are you ok?”
“Hell yea can’t you see…I’m soaring through the clouds come with me”
Is it because you tried and your wings couldn’t fly, unaware that your wings were never like mine.
Must be because I said NOTHING when you showed me your set up, except where should I sit I guess that fucked your head up
Is it because I stood strong not backed down like you thought, that left you fearful of me
tis not what you sought?
Is it because your excitements to me are just that, my reactions you feel aren’t enough they’re just flat
It’s because I am strong and I know what I know that you feel inferior wherever WE go …
Is it me?
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