I am changing.
I am
metamorphosing into something
I don't recognize
Wisdom fits like
Fancy shades on my eyes
I am eccentric
Confidence has
transformed me
Into something different
And I love it!
I love myself; love the
sparkle in my eyes
No need for disguises
I made up my mind to love
myself
I have a happiness
growing and strecthin
Catch this, I can't be
caught
Go girl, go!
Is the chantin
I hear in my heart
And the beat doesn't stop
It goes on and o
Setting my stage for an
amazing tone
Of magnificence and
accomplishment
So, this is what grandma
meant!
When she spoke of a word
She called happiness
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