I tend to move in silence,

But my worth does not!

My breath won’t be wasted reminding you,

Of what you must have forgot.

He says, “What do you have to offer?”

To which I replied,

“I offer my condolences,

Because my interest in you has died.”

My value is indescribable,

For I have a unique set of skills.

If you haven’t noticed them by now,

You probably never will.

I’m the sun in the morning.

I’m the stars at night.

I’ll keep a smile on your face.

No one can dim my light.

“What do you bring to the table?”

Is the question swirling in your head.

Not only am I the table,

But I’m also breakfast in bed.

Consider it a privilege,

To be invited to my dinner party.

Don’t forget your table manners.

Please do not be tardy.

I laugh in your face when asked,

“Why should I choose you?”

It’s funny you think the choice is yours,

But my bible tells me not to argue with fools.

Can’t you comprehend?

Don’t you understand?

Beside every successful man,

Is a woman sprinkling magic on his plans.

If I made you mine,

A provider and protector you would be.

A God-fearing warrior,

With seven figure energy.

I know my worth,

And I don’t give discounts.

I’m priceless by nature,

Valued at more than any bank account.

So I rest easy in knowing,

As I sit on my throne comfortably,

My dopeness speaks for itself.

I don’t need you, you need me.