Who Are You?

Who Are You?

I am a woman, a woman on a mission.

I am a helping hand, motivated to ease the tension.

I am a daughter who is called “The Miracle Baby”.

I am a bitch, notorious for being shady.

I am sister, the middle of three.

I am a beautiful dreamer, seeing far beyond the eye can see.

I am a lover of “pretty” because I was born within “The Cusp of Beauty”.

I am an over achiever who is encouraged to fulfill her duty.

I am an in-tune stylist who uses wardrobe to express myself.

I am gladiator, giving my all until there is nothing less.

I am a speaker, who speaks from my mind, body and soul.

I am a bidder for life, paying the price for the highest amount sold.

I am friend who lends an ear to those I love.

I am a believer who has faith within the higher power above.

I am a fan of all things that resonates with my mentality.

I am a warrior, destroying the enemy by fatality.

I am an empathy that has the power to feel another’s vibe.

I am a supporter of creativity, always on the underdog’s side.

I am an educator who yearns to expand my student’s mind.

I am a long-lost hidden treasure known for being impossible to find.

I am classy, tip-toeing on the blurred line of a country bumpkin.

I am an alien, not from this world, learning to become comfortable within my own skin and how to function.

I am a poet, with an immense admiration of words on paper.

I am a writer, always in search of inspiration and walking in my birthright of favor.

I am a student of life, learning with each success and each failure.

I am one to cross my T’s and dot my I’s, forever the preparer.

For I am a Queen, disguised as a peasant, who will earn my crown by battles unknown.

For I am a creator, executing the visions and images within my mind to be shown.

I am a destroyer of all I detect to be negative to my life’s purpose.

For I am a prophet, able to see beyond the immediate made-up surface.

I am an inner child still holding onto the blind faith of the impossible that just may could be.

I am a seeker of what was, is and will be.

I am a protestor against all that is closed-minded and discriminating.

I am a busy body, on the run from forgetting.

I am an enemy, unbeknownst to whom.

I am a thinker, drawing up plans and possibilities of the next thing to do.

For I am me and me is I.

I am a master of managing tongues to be tied.

I am a prisoner, a warden and a guard.

Most of all, I am here, was here and will remain here until my time is up and my spirit is called.

XO,

BMynroe

(RaChelle-Denise)