Who do you think you are
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?Who do I think I am?
Some might call me a woman
I'd rather not be scratched in any way
Please, with that, be okay
I'd like to keep my heart, thank you
I think most people do too
I'm not a piece of paper, and neither is my heart
So don't you dare tear it apart
Be ready for that cold, mister
If you're gonna "kill" an innocent "sister"
I hope you don't kill her because then your heart would be a piece of ice
Won't that be nice?
Once that happens, stay as far away from me as possible
If I'm on the first floor of a mall, please be on the fourth or in another mall
Again, who do you think I am?
I am a woman!
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Poetry In Emotion [Completed]
PoetryThis is me expressing myself through poetry. Enjoy!