Thursday, February 25, 2010

Bad Friend

I am not what you thought I was.
Nor will I ever succumb to what you think I should be.

I define me.

Every stroke
Every letter
Every word

You laugh and call me crazy
when I dance and sing.

Life is beautiful if you let it be.

You hate me
You call me a bad friend.

All because I wont entertain your misery
With the same.

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