TO THE SHORT ME

Who am I to call

Short or tall

Will I stand or fall?

Nah! Am wonderfully made I won’t 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 isn’t the limit so the sky

I hold the key, am free

To the short me

BY: GOODSON PRAISE