It's Not All About Me
My mama raised and taught me
To see and instilled in me to believe
In who I am
With great confidence
To be a team player
And never a sore loser
Because it's not all about me
Not to belittle me
Not to hurt me
But to prepare me
Yes I am smart, brave and funny
But I am not the only one
Yes I am pretty
Guys look at me
Guess what I am not
The only beauty
It doesn't threaten me
It only gets me to see
All of God's treasures
The longer I breathe
I learn that's it's not all about me
poem by Tameeka Smith
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