There's a reason not to speak unless spoken to


It for their mirage of females


They tell you to sit pretty and act dumbfounded


because that's how you'll get attention


But I'm not that person


I am powerful in my thoughts


My words are wisdom rolling off my tongue


My faith is mountain moving


So no longer can I sit and wait for them to tell me how to act


We are a generation based on an image of clueless people


But I will not wait to be directed


Because I am the neck that turns the head


I am the brain that controls the body


I am the nerve that moves the fingers


I am the electricity that powers the cord


So don't look at me and suspect someone who will stand back and follow


Because I will lead

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