Stronger With Each Fear

Everyone is who they are because of what happened before,

Mind ya biz, look from afar, through that open door

I am who I am because of how I was taught,

I chose what I wanted to learn, a conscious thought.


Kept feeding my mind with what was proper,

And what didn't make sense (cents), I denied it, no copper,

Not to say that I didn't like the little things,

I could never despise the day of small beginnings


Where I came from is for me to know, but doesn't matter

Not a man of many words, remarks  less than a chatter

Because you can't shake me, my foundation is concrete

And that's who I am, no one like me, unique.

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