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Real & True

Real and True
You rock me
On this foundation, you test me
Concreted and cemented
I’ve proved that I am in this
Wholeheartedly
All of me
I just want all of you
Real and true
No retaliations
No games
I’ve given you liberty to fly away
And come back to me
As a caged bird
That’s not your destiny with me
See
I want to see you be the best that you can be
I support you
Adore you
Even in your discrepancies
To fall, to fail
To whine, complain
Of these natural human emotions
I want to be your supernatural potion
Rid you of insecurities
Victim mentalities
I’m not like those other girls
Before
Still a girl nevertheless
But a grown ass woman at best
You test me
But I won’t succumb to any of that mess…
See
I honor the inherit godliness in me
Liken to Buddha enlightened with the mastery of me
Again see
These rose petals aren’t weak
But tenacious in the face of adversities
Your ups, your downs,
Won’t flip my smile
Upside down
Into a frown
But I’ve earned my stripes
With my face as a banner
Between my nose and chin
I choose to win
I know I look better when I smile
So I smile
When I’m dealing with a child
Temper tantrums
And meltdowns
I smile
They say, “I don’t know how you do it, everyday”
I say,
“Just watch and pray”
That this same faith
Keeps the snares of that lion away
That seeks to devour my soul
On hold, I put aside my selfish ways…
To pay
Homage to the truth of my age
I know better
I do better
And when I’m drenched beyond measure
Through the rain
I can turn around and rebuke that depression cloud
That’s tryna follow me around
I don’t just say it
I preach it, not a hypocrite
I live this
So unrequited respect, you must give it…
That’s just the laws of the universe
How it works
Real and true
Is what you’ve found
String me up
There’s no fault found
But innocence, my sentence
Depended on my repentance
I apologize for any confusion
Lacking of understanding of riddles I've chosen to speak in
The illusion
Take the limits off your eyes
Surprise!
A new look in your eyes
One of clarity and lack of formality
Of what I’m capable of doing
You don’t know what I’m capable of doing?
O ye of little faith!
Let me change the scorn on ya face
But I am she
Of the truest nature
Original indeed
As I prepare a place for thee
Don’t lose sight of your surroundings
But as he that dwelleth in the secret place in the wings of the Almighty
I’ll be your portion, your good fortune
Aspire to be, as you’re invited to be
One with me
Let’s procreate in the garden of our making
Calla lilies and palm trees
Only what’s real and true
I bring out the best in you
Written by destiny0716
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