I Play My Role

I am a single mother.
I am a daughter of a widowed mother.
I play my role.
I wipe the tears.
I hold the hands.
I listen to their fears.
I explain the boyfriend problems even though I haven't had a bf in almost 20 years.
I fix the cars.
I decorate.
I drive.
I plumb.
I am the home school teacher
I am the fighter.  Literally I have fought with my fist for my daughter.
I am the muscle.  If a jar needs to be opened...I open it.  If something needs to be moved...I move it.
I am the man of the house.
I am the father.
I play my role.
But something inside me is pissed...I turned 40 years old this year and I am so incensed.
I am 2 young to be old.
I am 2 old to be young.
My big brother got married this year and I did not recognize the woman standing beside him when I looked at the pictures of my brother and me. 
Inside I scream "Ya Hear Me????"
I am the Woman my Daddy raised me to be but along the way...
I
Me
Myself
Have been 4gotten
But.........I play my role

Somewhere along the way I forgot to show the world ME! 
I don't know that my family knows anything about me.
I don't know if they know that I like to draw and paint.
I don't know if they know that I like to write.
I don't know if they know that I hear music in everything around me.
I don't know if they know that with everything in me I wanted to be a singer.
I don't know if they know that I used to dance.
I don't know if they know that I used to play pool for money.
I don't know if they know that I was rapped while I was at Liberty University.
I don't know if they know that I was so in love with GKT that I couldn't breathe around him.
I don't know if they know that I married Keith because I just wanted to be loved because Al wouldn't marry me no matter how much I loved him.
I don't know if they know that my Daddy died 2 years ago and I've been lost every day since.
Still, I Play My Role.

Well, I'm at the end of me and there is too much life left.
I need to find Me.
The beautiful Me
The one that I feel inside.
I don't recognize this person that looks back at me in the mirror every morning.
Even if my family doesn't know that person that I feel inside me I'm going to be her again.
She is me.
I am her.
I am Beautiful Beautiful
At 40 I maybe 2 young 2 be old and I've even been 4gotten but I Play My Role

I am changing My Role!!