I do not rap, sing, write, or dance to give you a reason to say I do nothing but prance.
And I’ve told you this a thousand times
but I won’t write it in a thousand rhymes.
You know why?
Because I will not put forth so much effort, trying to get a message across
To someone who always treats me like they are the boss
One day, I’m gonna escape your clutches,
leave this suffocation
Because I have imagination, I have creation,
And even if you stop with your hateful words
I will not stop trying to rule the world
I will soar across the mountaintops,
and then I will-
Stop.
I will stop, and I will come down from my perch,
high on the clouds,
and I will meet you in whatever swamp you’d have dug yourself into
And I will have cakes for you
I will have cookies, I will have games for you to do
Because I want to say: Thank You.
Without you, I would never have learned to put up a wall-
Between me, and the haters
Me, and the fakers
Me, and
You.
Then, as you eat the treats and grow fatter
I will tell you how I built a ladder
and climbed it rung
by rung
by rung
I’ll tell you that when I hit the last brick, I realized that I was the one
I did not need two, I did not need you
but then, I guess that’s a paradox
Since without you and your teeth like those of a croc
I never would’ve realized that I never needed you to stop.
Then I will tell you that I need to leave
That I have to fly back to those who believe
But just before I reach the sky,
I will look down once more and say
“Thank You.
You taught me not to wait for others to quit their teasing,
Instead, you taught me to be my own reason
to fly.”
(Go here to see me perform this!)
