I chose to be

in this world of dark and light.

I put on a mask for the bee,

for a future that is bright

This is no natural beauty.

It takes work.

It is my personal duty

to not look like a member of the cirque.

 I follow your words

for they are my guide.

They sing like the birds,

which lead me to be the bride.

On the streets,

I see their eyes

that my body meets.

They put me up so high.