More poems by Kadijah Monae

Because YOU made me this way

I see you everyday
Waiting for you to come my way.

The sky could be gray but seeing you
it turns oh so blue.

I cant tell a lie, you give me butterflies
The way you smile, the way smell.

The way you dress, the way you fell.
Is it me, or is it you ?

You may have a girlfriend
but I cant stop the way I feel
because you are YOU.
Poem by Kadijah Monae