D.I.Y. Poem by Nerissa Hedlind

I AM TIRED OF THE GAME
I WANT ENGLISH MY OWN WAY
I WANT TO OWN
NOT TO BE ALONE
I WANT TO BE ME

I WANT YOU TO SPARE ME
I BEG TO MY KNEES
TO MY PURSUIT TO BECOME DIFFERENT
I DON'T WANT TO CONFORM
OR TO HAVE A UNIFORM

TIRED OF JAILED
TIRED OF NAILED
TIRED OF ME
TIRED FROM MY YOUTH
I WANT TO BE DIFFERENT
SHOW THE WORLD DIFFERENCE
WHO CAN DO?

I WANT IT TO BE ME
YOU CAN BE YOU
I HAVE MY OWN WORLD
WHERE I CAN SEE YOU?

I WANT TO BE BIG
I DON'T WANT TO SCARE
I WANT TO BE SMALL
BUT WON'T BE INVISIBLE

I AM ME
COMPLICATED ME iscikedelic`08-11-08