I Am...

Undefined

Never held to the Constraints of character traits,
Binding me to the contract of how they see me to be, 
Unbelievably full of personality, characterizing my identity
To suit people's perception of me, 

I am undefined

Years of answering the screeching calls of unpleasant greetings 
Coupled with a few appealing meetings
Of how im happy, but sometimes sad, 
Smart but at times goofy,
They tell me girl get it together
And i say to them whatever,

I am undefined

Changing, evolving, and figuring out along the way
That who i am has nothing to do with what a few people say.
My presence is commanding as the summer sun,
Tanning my mark on people's minds like a smoking gun.
Refusing to title my never ending story, 
Making a stand to let no one define my glory.

Finally accepting there is no concrete definition of me,
Books have no place to confine my personality.... 

I am undefined