I am who I am,
I am what I am,
I am who I want to be, what I am meant to be,
What I have survived,
What I have struggled.
I am a flower blossoming into a proud woman,
I am a woman made of gold,
I have embers of diamonds dancing in my skin,
A depiction of my rare beauty and wealth in who I am.
I have been through the utmost of things,
let it be known that I am still smilling,
regardess of the burdens that weighed me down i still bear a hunger for greatness,
I shall be,
I am going to be,
that proud woman that I am meant to be,
that I was called to be.
I shall walk through the flames with radiance rushing through my pores,
because I believe at the end be I can great,
Be what I was made out to be and what i hoped to be.
Afterall I am great and powerful.
My loved ones call me America,
and I am a woman of gold.