"In My feelings"!

My Style!

My style is like;
"Original" with my stern attitude and seemingly cocky radical emotions raging like a, bull but I'm cool!
My style is like;
preferably having to be taken in small doses.( & yes! I know this.)
My style is like;
Something you'd find that's Rare.
My characteristic are un-compared & my loyalty has never been questioned or spared.
My style is like;
Long walks on the beach.. Me, him and swisher sweets and to say the least, my emotions are all tapped inn yet, my heart is still so off beat..
I guess, it safe to say; my feelings are out of reach with age grows wisdom, its just certain things you gotta see.
My style is like;
Being fairly educated and highly intellectual beyond my whit, I'm a little to humble to just admit that I'm the (sugar. honey. ice. tea)! But, know! that's what I'm with, I am too self_ acknowledged to be any mans settled fix.
(don't let that go over your heads.. yes! I said what I said.)
My style is like;
Homework in the day time and in mid-afternoon praying i can catch up, gotta go to class soon.
My style is like;
"Outspoken"!
My personality pops & bubbles..the serenity of it reminds me of,
The crashing waves at the beach, I spent summers with my nieces on in hot days in July.
My style is like;
Several salats (prayers) a day in a collective kind of way.
My style is like;
Born in the 80's and brought up in tbe 90's kind of lifestyle, it was like..my very first pair of  the all red high-top 5411s (Reebok),  bamboo earrings, bang ponytails, cornrows, over sized sweat shirts and waist high pants.
My style is like;
My Deen, my faith in God, my daughter, my parents, my art, my smarts, my life, my family.
Chasing more than just a plan but an aspiration, all this adversity I've been facing, while time is just a wasting because from where i stand: targeted environmental racism and politics has thee upper hand.
My style is like;
Taking pride and passion into everything that I do...
Like, "purposely being intentional"  about the love and respect for the beauty in my afro-centric blackness,
For also, taking seriously my knowledge of self- worth and taking an even more intentional  liking to understanding politics, propaganda, world
Political science & News.
Not for the opportunity to respond, but to educate my mind on the bliss of ignorance and tell you how allot of these folks have it confused, to be so naive as to think that people can't see what lies ahead in front of me;
In my eyes..
it seems, that they are all just amused with the disrespect in the way that we're being abused..
With all honesty, It's because of their lack of equality that I now
Pay closer attention to these disguised descriptions of these legal Lynchings.
The universe unveiled on numerous occasions that this earth has no extensions.
I suppose; its time for repentance.
My style is like;
Self- awareness, more life, several shots of Hennessy, late nights and early mornings with lingering aromas of frankensense & myrrah or white sage for a more positive energy, and quite the uncomfortable head spaces, it's like Hot cups of coffee in the morning and breakfast in bed.
My style is like;
Is like being in love with all my own insecurity and knowing the almost half of everything that I've just mentioned in this self- awakening piece, comes from a place of  realness, yet I'm still aware that these experiences and practices are a lot easier said than done.
My style is like;
Never being afraid of my powers and living up to embracing my ability to teach and effectively  innovative,
My leadership, my Un-filtered random thoughts of my own truths, my love for god, which keeps me remembering not to forget to keep him in my mentions when faced in times of affliction.
My style is like;
Being grateful for my trails and tribulations that  helped structure my characteristics so well when all else fails , I have been told that my head is as hard as a bed of nails.
My style is like;
As eclectic an as the reserved as the modern day Cleopatra, my pious posture is vintage, formal,somewhat slightly relaxed, and my honesty is said to be brutal, but every madness is said to have its method, mines is like knowing what it feels like to be a liar and be lied too, i was  broken far beyond whatever it was that  any one could un-due..
feeling defeated and sad but not blue!
What i call these days;  a slow societal comfortable screw.
I Guess what I'm trying to say is that;  In the end..
No one can be You!
"My style" is only seen thru my vision and was particularly chosen for me!
#(Real question)..
"When is the last time you Checked in with your own inner- mantras or your used self-reflection to gain comfort with your lifestyle"?

Everything starts with you first, so just In case you haven't done it in a while;
from within your own vision..
Ask yourself;
"What's your style"?