I AM.
I Am Inquisitive beyond measures with inadquate thoughts that are random
holding my mind in ransom being callled handsome. I AM
I AM inquisitive beyond measures with inadquate thoughts that are random
Talking to fast to loud but always on a rant or tangent I AM
I AM strong wise vulnerable knowledgeble and nice
Sometimes I become stress and up tight. I AM
Smooth in some ways ahead above the stage always
Engaged I AM I Am I Am someone who cares about
life, my life to be exact as the time exact describes hearig
lies of gratitiude with stagnet attitudes that weve been taught
To engage in. No symbols of attachment or gratitude will
define me, Will align me will diguise me from me
Me I AM nothing of what anyone else thinks Nor do
I care theres loudness everywhere conformity everywhere
structure with no attainable measrures anywhere Ive been excluded included
Welcome denied hung down sprung up but I AM still here
still alive stills happy sad confused lost but I AM Me.
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