I dont wannabe anything other, me.
If you are not accepting it.
Then I would say that you can feel free.
To walk the road or just sit.
Shut your mouth.
I dont wannabe.
You can always walk south.
Go hook up with someone else like "he".
I dont need to be anything other.
I was born blessed.
Thanks to my mother.
She impressed.
Showed me strenght.
Thought me well.
A betterman by lenght.
I know you can tell.
I dont "trip".
If I fall down I just get back up.
I dont "slip".
I got the golden award cup.
Indeed, I will succeed.
I dont wannabe, anything other then me... :)
söndag 22 november 2009
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your poems are so fine and you feel that you write with feelings =) så fortsätt skriva!
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