I AM

December 4, 2015

Body,

Mind,

Soul,

Where the blood once flowed,

now filled with gold.

Beauty,

Is it in the eye of the beholder?

Well my eyes are beautiful,

with a heart strong like a soldier.

My mouth is powerful.

What I speak should be heard around the world.

My voice is a certain tone you can't put on a shelf.

Needless to say, I'm no object.

I plan to go far with myself.

Grasping a hold on this thing called life,

I got it.

I am me and you are you.

I am a human being.

One who will not be moved by your materialistic values,

or your pretty face.

I am worth more than a record deal,

more than a new car.

You can't bribe me with your new "makeup" line.

It's all fake.

I am who I am,

and who I am will never change.

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