Ms. Confident

Poor at my surface
Rich inside.
I love my God
I wish I don't hide.

Ms. Confident self
But my soul still cries.
Having my flaws
On the outside I hide.

Dresses aplenty
Powerful strides.
Do others know
my father's job was denied?

I ain't no rich kid
Yet they think I spill money.
Oh Darlings, you should know
Card companies aren't always sunny.

My family's great
Other than when Dad can't get his job.
I'm the powerful girl.
I dare not sob.

The world rains on me
I can't handle a storm.
So I keep hidden in my heart.
My soul hidden in a dorm.