I am not what my face may say.
I am not my clothes that may not fit on certain days of the month.
I am not my tone… please understand that my forcefulness comes from my struggle.
I am not my hair that I continuously alter throughout the month.
I am not a toy, don’t put me in a box! Don’t toss me around!
I am not a mess although I feel like I need a deep cleanse.
I am not a child but God please bless me with one.
I am not who I was 10 years ago, five, hell, last year.
I am not who YOU want me to be…I will never be.
I am not just somebody… please don’t confuse me with just somebody.
I am not what you think I am…I never have and I never will be!