I am..

The breeze that flows through life.

The one who fears failure during success.

The bird, limited, with potential to fly.

The moon that reflects off the city lights.

The oblivious that feels your intentions.

The lonely who needs something deeper.

The man in the shadows treading lightly.

Satisfied with nothing.

Full of mistakes, calling it “exploring life.”

Grinding for consistency.

Spending for acceptance.

Sleeping on people, dreams, & connections.

Waking up to push past the nightmares.

Sacrificing my wants to do what’s needed.

Yet I keep this mindset that;

I am killmonger.

I am King.

I am me.

(now that you just read through it, go back and add “I am” before every sentence besides the one with “yet”)

Much love.