I am changing.
I am metamorphosing into something
I don't recognize
Wisdom fit like, fancy shades on my eyes
I am eccentric, confidence has transformed me into something different
and I love it!
I love myself, love the sparkle in my eyes, no need for disguises
I made up my mind to love myself
I have a happiness, growing and strecthin, catch this, I can't be caught
Go girl, go! is is the chantin' I hear in my heart
and the beat doesn't stop, It goes on and on
Setting my stage for an amazing tone of
magnificence and accomplishment
So, this is what grandma meant!
When she spoke of a word called happiness
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