I was born to be deep
On some of my words
These people sleep
Born to take the path
Less traveled
Digesting me whole
Will leave your mind unraveled
You may have to take my words in doses
Because the truth isn’t always honeysuckle and roses
Like En Vogue
You have to “free your mind”
Free the mental anguish
And release the bitterness from within
Your actions have been pleasant
But your thoughts have committed a sin
Your smile provides assurance
But your eyes have never learned to grin
You have to stop focusing on losing
And create a slogan that means to win
I was born
Born of the 12th day of May
Born to a one-parent home
But I made it anyway
Born with so much against me
That I must say
I was born
Born to be more than a mere uneducated woman
Who lets men walk up and down my spine
Because lack knowledge, did I
I was born from the womb
Mind still attached to the placenta of wisdom
Attracting like souls
And the inability to assume
I
Born in the times of foundation
Born to be me
In other words
I was born to be
Deep
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