PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I cant be anything.
I cant be me, cause i am worthless, i am nothing.
There is no me.

Cause you want to create, design, and mold me into your perfect statue.
The one that hangs on your wall, or stands in your halls.

You want me to made of your metals, or clay, dried details, baked to remain.

I dont want to be made,created, designed or molded.
I want to be alive, to have a heart, a mind, and a reason to survive.

I dont want to hang on your wall, or stand in your halls, for all of your friends,
all of our family to see. To admire, and complement you on.

I want to be accepted, and enjoyed, for what ever i turn out to be.
Cause i am alive, i have a heart, a mind, and a reason to survive,
weither or not you agree, or like it,
that doesnt matter to me.

Be angery, be sad, be depresssed,
you dont have to be happy, glad, or proud of me.
Cause i am, what i am, made of bones, flesh and blood,
with a heart in my chest, and a mind in my head,
and a soul in my eyes, and im not made of metals, or clay.

So take your ideas, opions, wants, and desires,
and throw them all away,
cause i will not be your perfect statue,

I will be me.