I work hard to succeed.
I work hard to succeed and live my dreams.
I work hard to succeed and live my dreams and do better than my ancestors and excel beyond my needs.
To overcome all of my pain and struggles because ya see, I was raised without a mother.
I work hard to succeed and live my dreams to show all who despise me that this is me.
I come from nothing but I will be something.
I am someone. Someone to know. Someone to remember.
I am basketball on a Friday night. I am Barbie with a little bit of Ken on the side.
I am a ward of the state, a student, a learner, a sister, a daughter, a lover, a motivator.
I am a Black woman with big hopes and dreams.
I am not the stereotypes they place on me: a teenage mother, a drop out, GED, ghetto looking girl, no
home, no daddy, an angry looking girl.
When I see myself, I see a healer, an educator, a successful looking girl, Master's Degree, Ph.D.,
graduate of an University looking girl.
This is me.
I work hard to succeed and I'm living my dreams.
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