Clay Poem by Cleo Blue
Clay
Can i be my own person
With my own personality
Can i be my own soul
With my own destiny
You can't just mold
my heart out of clay
Even though im ice cold
I cant help but bend to every word you say
Im on a pottery wheel
With every detail you make
Just leave me alone
for Artemis' sake
My heart was ice cold
When you put it into the mold
Of how to be right
Just let me be myself tonight
Hey how ya doing.. just let me finish my puppet show *has girl puppet and boy one*
Merna: Sherman what have you done to me
Sherman: merna its called pregnancy
Merna: Sherman you put the sperm in
Baby: And now its sherman and merna and me!
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