I be Smoove but I also am smooth.
Transcend the doldrums with grace, in a groove
Never defined by labels that don't fit me
Embracing the superpower that they call my neurodiversity
I be Smoove & I am smooth
The jump shot is just the amuse-bouche
I dribble, shoot + get a bucket with ease
Finessing from the hardwood my masterpiece
I am Smoove but I have to continue to smooth
The journey to self-love + purpose intertwining
Don't need others to approve.
Curry with the shot, this talent blinding
I am Smoove but the path to be is all but smooth.
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Oooo, this was both smooth and powerful! Loved your poem!