I never thought I would,
but turns out I could
to be a woman who's fierce & bold,
fancy but hates wearing Gold,
a woman whose worth
isn't your clay to mold,
but rather a canvas that
only I can draw,
Call it ego, but I had to let me go
To find myself again, trust me...
it wasn't easy to fight my battles
with bare hands, get wounded
and be my own man, but oh man...
when life gets tough, I don't believe
in options like going down,
I pull my gown, fix my crown,
and walk like the woman I am,
t's either I go up or rise when I feel down
I don't demand perfection, but at least
I could say I tried to do the best I can
I'm not perfect, I don't vibe all the time
I don't lie about being fine & I'm not afraid
seeking love that is divine, in a world where
Truths are fought as if they were a sinful crime
Life's rejections gave the woman in me her own acceptance,
one that is different but knows how to become another like me
