Who am I really?

Am I still this little girl pretending

Playing dress up in my grannys make up

Or am I really this beautiful black woman I see

Blooming and growing day by day

Is this a dream

Will I soon awake

And find out this is just some silly déjà vu?

Or am I really as strong as a bull with hair like wool

Lovely brown skn with curves tht never end

Trying to make it to the top of the game we call life

Picking up where I left off, rolling the dice

Big bucks, big bucks, no whammies