What makes me, me
I am like a blossoming flower
not quite there but on my way
I stand tall like the Eiffel Tower
i see myself as a bright sun ray
my thoughts keep flowing like a running shower
dont you ever feel like you have so much power?
im warming up like a hot day in May...
And I say that to say...
I'm not where I want to be
but I'm getting there they'll see.
it takes time to grow
so I'll sit patiently until God says "Go!"...
So now you see,
patience and confidence is what makes me, me
This poem is about:
Me