Rosa Williams

Rookie (03/18/89 / Chicago, IL)

Not Myself - Poem by Rosa Williams

i can't speak my mind, always being told what to do
making others happy, whether i do or not want to
my every move being judge, like i'm here for there amusement
i'm tired of pleasing people
tuning myself inside out and backwards to be what they want or what they exspect
i am tired of being everyones game, i am stay right were i am
there are nomore moves to play
i am not a chest piece and thats something i wish everyone ca see
i refuse to be evrything that u want me to be
i'm gonna start living and be what i want to be


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 13, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 28, 2010


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