Every human being, at times, it seems,
Has lived in the comment section of their dreams.
Voices echo, opinions loud,
Telling us who we are, drawing a crowd.
I, Miss Yambo, know this too well,
I’ve heard the whispers, felt their spell.
Bold declarations of what I should and shouldn’t be,
As they box me in, forgetting to see.
They’re not wrong for their thoughts; it’s just our human way,
But the true tragedy lies if I let them sway.
For deep within, I hold my own light,
God alone defines me, guiding my flight.
So step beyond those walls they’ve made,
Embrace your journey, unafraid.
With every step, even if u fall alot, you’ll break the mold,
Unapologetic, your story unfolds.
In His eyes, you’re more than their views,
A tapestry woven, vibrant hues.
So to you all, remember this truth:
You are much more than the comment section’s version of truth.
