Tuesday, August 31, 2010

I AM.

I owe You Nothinq.  --And You Don’t Owe Me Anythinq.

WH0 ARE YOU TO TAKE AWAY MY INDIVIDUALITY?

These words kant even illustrate how disgusted I am.

I am Everythinq You Thouqht Me To Be, and Im Nothinq Like You Thouqht Me To Be,

See,

I Don’t kare how You Look at me, Rearranqe Your View, But The Pikture wont chanqe.

I’ll Buy you an even Biqqer Frame,

I am someone. With Feelinqs, and Thouqhts, and finqers to write, and a mouth to speak,

And You will Not Take Away My Kreativity.

My Whole Life I’ve Felt Inkomplete,

I’ve Felt Like Nothinq And All I Ever Wanted was to erase that part of me,

But She kan stay too,

Kuz This is who I Am,

I Belonq To No one.

I Don’t 0we You an explanation, Be Lukky Im Even Lettinq You Know,

Had there Been any Love Lost, I’d had juss Been G0NE.

I inspired myself. Prototype if you must,

I am the last of a dyinq Breed,

I am a Dreamer,  I Like To Tell Stories,

But I Do Not Lie.

I Like To Run into Thinqs, But I’ve 0utgrown klumsy.

I Keep My Words Klosely, and My Personality adrift

I want to leak on the minds of others and soak into their soul,

I get the jitters when I kant think,

And Riqht Now I’m Thinkinq That It’s Time To Let Go.

I Don’t Owe You Anythinq.