My Place on Stage

In this world,

I am still trying to find my place.

Wanting to be known for my soul

and not just my race.

I was born to be great,

and move past first base.

Looking myself in the mirror,

I’m still learning to embrace

every ounce of my being,

as my destiny I chase.

I take off the corporate suit

and I put on my cape.

I’m healing from my trauma

and it’s all past date,

knowing I’d have to keep a baby

if I was once again raped.

Looking at the world

sometimes I want to escape.

Climb up on Jacob’s Ladder

and into outer space,

interacting with other beings

who look like me in the face.

Where is my place?

I do not know,

so I water the seeds of my soul

and watch them grow.

I’m on another plane

somewhere the average can’t go.

I love my grandfather,

I remember seeing him sow.

He was teaching me life

and he didn’t even know.

I’m detoxing from pain

so that I can elevate,

removing myself from those

with whom I had to be fake.

I’m sick of wearing all these masks

just so that I can play the game,

swallowing my pride

and hiding my shame.

Life is like chess,

a strategic game.

That’s why I show very few

my real claims to fame.

A lot of people don’t understand

my plight and my pain,

so much hometown gossip

from those who are deranged.

But, now is the time

to step into my light,

and reveal my true self

without worry or fright.

No more shrinking,

no more hiding,

my mouth is a gun

and the words are firing.

I’m running through time,

racing through space,

trying to get to my place

before it’s too late.

Now I walk on the stage

leaving behind all my rage,

it’s time for the world to see me

beyond a false cage!