PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

YOU SEEM TO HAVE MISINTERPRETED THE MAKINGS OF ME.I AM MYSELF,NOT WHO YOU FEEL I SHOULD BE.I WALK MY WAY,SPEAK MY TONE.IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT LEAVE ME ALONE.I SWAY MY HIPS,AND THROW MY HAIR.I DO THIS FOR YOU BUT WHAT DO YOU CARE?YOU GOT FLAWS,YOU ARROGANT AND RUDE.YOU LIE AND CHEAT,BUT STILL I STAY COOL.I AM THE MAKINGS OF A DIVA'S DAUGHTER MIXED WITH A PITBULL'S SON.I TRY TO BE HONEST,BUT WHEN I OPEN UP YOU RUN.SO THE BITCH IN ME HAS RISEN,WIH FURY AND HELL ON MY HEELS.COMING YOUR WAY,SO YOU CAN FEEL HOW I FEEL.LISTEN TO ME,DON'T JUST AGREE AND NOD.CAUSE WHEN I HIT YOU,I'M GONNA HIT HARD.THIS AIN'T NO HATE LETTER OR A THREAT TO YOUR BEING.IT'S MORE LIKE A MEMO SO YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHAT YOUR SEEING.WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME,I'LL TURN AWAY.I BET YOU THEN YOU'LL WANNA HEAR WHAT I GOTTA SAY.SO I DON'T FOLLOW YOUR RULES OR LIVE BY YOUR MEANS,BUT I AM MYSELF,NOT WHO YOU THINK I SHOULD BE.I'M THE MAKINGS OF A QUEENS NEICE,AND THE LOVE CHILD OF A BOSS.SO LISTEN CAREFULLY SO YOU WON'T BE LOST.I SAT FOR TOO LONG HOPING YOU'D COME AROUND.WHILE I WAS WAITING GUESS WHAT I FOUND?I FOUND ME,THE TRUE RENDENTION OF A STAR.AND YOUR GONNA WANT ME NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE.YOU PROBABLY WONDERING WHY I'M HANDLING YOU LIKE THIS.BUT ONCE I'M GONE THIS YOU WILL MISS.YOU FEEL IT ALREADY,AS YOUR JAW GETS TIGHTER.YOUR KNEES START TO BUCKLE AND YOUR FEVER IS HIGHER.YEAH YOU KNOW IT'S COMING,YOU KNOW YOU FUCKED UP.BUT IT'S ALL DONE NOW,YOU WANT IT BACK BUT TOUGH LUCK.

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