Sometimes I forget myself.
Sometimes I forget.
Forget my strength,
My ancestry
My built in alrightness,
Passed down from birth to birth
Along umbilical cords
From a placenta of millennia
That says 'yes, you are meant to be.'

Sometimes I forget myself.
Sometimes I forget.
Forget my inheritance
Of discoveries,
My learning and my knowledge,
Of all I've found and fathomed
Since our time began,
Those great rivers of confidence,
Bursting all dammed naysayers of fear.

Sometimes I forget myself.
Sometimes I forget.
Forget my power,
My energy,
My solidity, my curves
In sturdiness and softness
Carved from rocks, the
Mountain range of women
Who have been and done and lived.

Sometimes I forget myself.
Sometimes I forget.
Sometimes I will not listen
And sometimes I cannot hear
Above the roar of voices
Who do not truly know me
And still forget themselves.
Until there drifts
Upon still breezes
The silence and a whisper
That sometimes I forget myself,
But always I can remember.