African American, I am living in a world of dim.

thoughts that have made me sin, so remind me why am I living again?

It's human nature to sin to be imperfect, perfection is what you think of yourself, is what you achieve worth it?

I am the product of knowing happiness comes with effort but my actions detest that state, because of the fails and the lack of effort sorry I'm late..

I am who I am there is not a person who can take that from me, you'd have to kill me.

I live free but what it also seems to mean, is that this world doesn't always show it's fit for me.

I am a youngster with a lot to learn but I feel pretty wise, this confidence is nothing to hide.

If hidden then I have nothing inside.

of me. I am what I set out to be although I've fallen on the way here, but I had nothing to fear.

friends and family are always near, I just want my future to be clear.

I am what I set my mind to be, I can be anything I want? Well I want to only be the perfect me.