Old Stuff

I’ve become a shadow walking by my own body
Watching, analyzing, dissecting my every move
And when eye start to see the real me finally starting to shine through
It is when I’m all alone in my room
The music turned up as loud as it can go
Writing random things, wearing random things
Not worrying about what other people think
Rebelling against the traditional mindset
Setting stones against the world for protection…
But then eye see myself with them,
The people I consider my friends, compadres,
I become a different person, ready to please the world
Eye am coming back to me to change it all around
I won’t smile in pictures, I’ll just make a goofy face
I’ll wear an entirely black outfit when I feel like it
I won’t be afraid to argue with you till the sun comes down
I’m going to keep fighting for what I know is right
I won’t let anyone get close enough to hurt me
I won’t make your mistake a second time
I won’t let my real friends slip away like water
I won’t let them think I’ve forgotten, even if I know they have
I’m still going to wear heels, even if it means towering over you
I’ll paint my nails whatever color fits my mood
I’ll mismatch my clothes, its called creativity, not blindness
I’ll screw around with my hair; it won’t be anything but messy
I won’t buy new makeup; they all come off, get over it
I won’t try and get a tan or stay out of the sun; it will simply follow me
I’m going to keep pestering you for testing your limits, and then allowing them to change
I won’t stop doing anything to suit the general opinion
I won’t start anything either
And I absolutely won’t let myself revert back to this façade I’ve been living
It hurts too much to watch