'What are you doing? '
'Packing? Where are you going? '
I've decided I have had enough,
And I am getting rid of some stuff
That has got to go!
I woke up this morning
And was determined
To catch all bullshit by surprise!
It is no longer going to lay its eyes on my life!
I have grown tired of having my happiness
Be jeopardized by nonsense...
Self induced fears of being accepted.
Seeking acceptance from those who disrespect.
Neglecting my desires because of someone else's mess!
And I'm not having it anymore!
When that BS wakes up...
It's going to be on the other side of my door!
Two thousand and seven is going to arrive,
Finding me like never before!
Ready to explore the me I've ignored for too long!
Two thousand and six...
Took some hits on my life!
And all the shit associated with it,
I am kicking to the curb!
'Oh! So you're not going anywhere? '
I want this to be a surprise!
All this baggage is going to be gone,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.