Admit who I am

Like Sam I Am

Social media may go ham

But I’m sick of being the lamb

Or what they would call the Black Sheep

The Beautiful Liar

They paint me to be

Naive to how deaf I go

As they bark up my tree

No longer requested from others

What I can produce for free

So I’m in love with this flower

That continues to run off of abundant power

From boot camp

I took a Spiritual Shower

I am hungry for life

So my destiny I plan to devour

Happily.