I Am All - Poem by adam foster
I am the lie, I am the truth.
I am the cool kid, I am the goof
I am the love, I am the hate.
I am to you as to celibacy is to masturbate.
I am the enemy, I am the mate.
I am the lover, I the broken.
I am the all that you know to be true.
I am to paper as it is to glue.
I am the howling wind. I am the cool breeze
I am the guy who stutters. I am the guy who talks with ease
I am something that you didn’t know existed.
I am the the guys who’s mind is scared and twisted.
I am the way you move your face.
I am what your legs do to win a race.
If I were you and you were me. Would you have the heart to laugh to sue.
If you could see. My mind my heart.
Could you give up your feelings and the things you have bought.
If my mind was normal. And yours was broken.
Could you change your mind to one that’s spoken.
In all the day that are in the months.
I have a clue I have a hunch.
Yes this is me, in all my glory.
Yes this is me this is my storie.
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