by Cha 'La Ree Brown
Materials are my enemy.
G-d's the only friend to me.
Tried and failed a thousand times...but I'm making moves consistently.
Making one of my dreams come true...is my destiny.
It just became apparent that I was living a fantasy.
And I know I shouldn't blame you but life for me is a Mystery.
See I know I can have it all but to be successful you gotta crawl.
Taking baby steps is an issue.
Night and Day wetting tissue.
I'm trying to climb the ladder but the ladder is not official.
I've learned to see past all the lies the haters and no replies the fake friends with alibis...pretenders in every disguise.
I may speak some broken English but my writing shows that I'm wise.
They come to me with favors so I know I'm great at what I do.. it's only the truth.. the evidence shows the proof.
Don't let ya mouth get to dry...
Cause I can you some juice!
Simply amazing my talents are forever blazing from poetry to design.
I coat it with glazing and these words that I'm phrasing yeah it deserves a praising but I'll let you clap when I come back with the curtains raising.