I am not the innocent
I am not the kindle
I am not the innovator
I am not the delicate
I am not regretful or fretful
I am the guilt
I am the fire
I am the Philosopher
I am the sturdy
I am sure of my diction
Tomboy or no
Man or no
Love or no
Hate or no
Life or no
Flesh or no
I am the child who is defiant
I am the child who plays in the dirt in white
I am the child who's alone and doesn't care
I am the child to let their hair blow in the wind
I am the forced rolemodel
I am the independent bliss
I believe that ignorance is bliss
I believe that Love is Death and vice versa
I believe that I am the change
I believe in standing out
I believe i'm different
I believe that You don't need to say "I am sorry that you____"
I don't know if I will succeed and sustain
I don't know if i've already blown it all
I don’t know if I can conceive your opinions and make them my own
I don't know if i'm okay with myself
I don't know if I can last much longer
I don't know how much longer I can hide
I know that I will try my hardest
I know that there's still a chance for me
I know I don't need your beliefs,I have my own
I know i'll soon be
I know I don't need that "Cat scratch"
I know I have already come out of hiding
I PLEAD THE 5th!!!!!!
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Believe
PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...