TO THE SHORT ME
Who am I to call
Short or tall
Will I stand or fall?
Nah! Am wonderfully made I wonβt lie low,
my confidence always stands tall
To reach every goal
Setup dead ends, i will always break the wall
The chaotic beauty of the short me
Is like a cup of green tea
shweet like a honey bee
That makes my daily day
The short me isnβt the limit so the sky
I hold the key, am free
To the short me
BY: GOODSON PRAISE