Baby

In life we think our connections are what make us great.

If a man loves a woman, its fate?

Listen child,

Let me tell you where I’ve been.

The mountaintop was constructed for a huMAN.

To win again and again.

Sometimes a woman should be first.

We must be the ones to fix ourselves.

The prince below the tower won’t always come.

But the queen in us will roar;

Once she understands that her life

Is dependent on her and her aura.

Even the same,

If he gives you his name

Remember your worth—

Your self love

Your force.

You matter baby.

Not because of your instruments,

But because of your gifts.

You were created as a masterpiece.

God hand selected you to carry his pendant.

Some men may not see the very thing in front of them,

But fret not baby.

Just believe

That those who need to see your beauty,

Will find you—seriously!

You’re already whole.

The man for you is made.

Go live out your dreams,

He’ll meet you there someday.

The path may get lonely.

A few will be lost.

It may even be sad.

Don’t hold your head down too long,

Look up and be glad.

You’re alive.

Blood ruins through your veins.

That prince will be delighted,

That you waited until he came.