Who am I

         Who am i?

Seems like a funny question

But not so easily answered

Through all these imperfections

       Who am I?

Its killing me to know

Looking in the mirror

Hoping my reflection will show

Pulling my hair back

Turning from side to side

Making sure my jeans fit

Checking out my backside

   Who am i?

Through lies

Through pain

I cry

If nobody knows the answer

Then who am I

Searching my soul

Digging real deep

Do I like to sing?

Can I really write?

Why do I prefer jeans that hug my curves tight?

   Who am i?

Still unanswered

A classy lady lacking charm

A drama queen causing harm

A force to be reckoned with

Destined to be a superstar

   Who am I?

Don’t ask me

 I’ll probally never answer

Not saying I’m too good to reply

  Who am i?

Cant deny

I am not my pretty face

I am not my good deeds

I am not the skills I poses in my pen

I am not my 36 double d’s

I am not the words I speak

I am not the friends I keep

   Who am i

Starting to see

I’m not the booty in my jeans

I’m not my tight flawless weaves

I’m not my waist size 3

I’m not the whistles and the screams

   Who am I

Might I be

In my kids I see

A dr. or a lawyer

A dedicated mother

Surrendering to a higher power

Skeletons uncovered

Hopes of discovering me tonight

Hopes of finding peace tonight

While in my silent tears I cry

   Who am i?

  Who am i