Dama Tristeza

(8-24-93 approx.11PM / Queens, NYC, NY)

I Am Me


This is me;
I won't change.
Love me or hate me;
Doesn't matter, I'm to blame.

Controversial to the core,
You'll see what there is, nothing more.
Accuse me of something,
I may prove you right.

I'm a little gift;
FedEx'd from h*ll.
Sorry, Mum and Dad,
You didn't deserve this; Oh, well.

I guess it's a pity
That people like you
Should have a daughter
They can't bear to endure.


(Written: 7-11-07. Submitted 7-12-07.)

Submitted: Thursday, July 12, 2007
Edited: Sunday, March 20, 2011
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