~I’m Good~

Where will I be in 20 years? In 15? In 10?
Will my life take a turn for the worse?
Will I be another statistic of my society, my race?
Just another pregnant girl, or dead girl, or simply a blank face in a never-ending pool of unnoticeables.

Or will my life only get better?
College, a career, a family, livin’ the American dream?
Will I make history?
The first black female something . . . yea that sound real nice.

If you could read a book about your life, would you read it to the end?
Find out your future before it happens?
No. I don’t want to know.
I don’t want to read about my mistakes and try to fix ‘em now.
I wanna make em, learn from ‘em, and have fun doin’ it.
I don’t wanna learn how I die so I can try and stop it before the plan even constructs itself.
I want to live my life like I’m ‘sposed to so I can say “I had a good run” when my time comes.

Why think of the future in the present?
Right now is a gift, that’s why it’s called what it is.
So why ruin it?

Nope. Not for me.
I am who I am ‘cause that’s who I’m 'sposed to be.
All my mistakes, all my flaws, everything that could be wrong me is a part of me.
They make me beautiful beyond comparison.

When he feels somethin’ different, then he’ll change it.
But for now, I’m here and I aint goin’ nowhere.
I’m good.