Alyssa Lynn

The Duel

You think you can outshine me; I sure as hell won’t give you that chance. You think I’ll let you out write me, let’s get this started and dance. I’ll bring you what I’ve got so be willing to raise the bar. I’m not a star yet, but I’m hoping I’m not too far.

This isn’t a threat it’s just a challenge you see? And I bet it ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. Don’t question what I’ve got and tell me “it’s not enough”. You better put on that seatbelt because it’s about to get rough. If I can do anything right, it’s what I’m doing now. You better watch your back, cuz I’ll be great somehow.

Bring down the lights pump up your speakers. I’m ready to wreak this place. You can’t tell me I’m not good enough. Double check the look on my face. You’re not allowed to question who I am and what this is, you’re not allowed to tell me how I’m “supposed to live”. I refuse to let you pull me apart.

Don’t you see I’m who I want to be? Don’t you see I’m at least good enough for me? I’m not him, I can’t be… I’ve got my own way, my own themes, so don’t tell me “it’s not enough” otherwise you’ll start a war and it’s about to get rough.

Submitted: Monday, May 17, 2010


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