I Am the Flex

IDENTITYSELF REFLECTION

I’m not the chase, I’m the calm after a storm,

The steady pulse that could keep your world warm.

Not loud, not lost, not needing to prove,

I’m the one who stands still while others have to move.

I don’t beg for eyes, I command the room,

With truth in my silence, not perfume or plume.

You’ll know when you find me, no guessing, no test,

Because peace feels like power when you’ve met the best.

I am the flex… not show, but all soul,

The man who brings balance, who makes you whole.

No games, no mask, no counterfeit spark.

Just the fire that stays when the night gets dark.