Old Me

by liVing lIes   Jan 14, 2005


I hate being categorized
but just recently Ive found
that i don't fit in just one classification
when you're around
I'm predictable
always spontaneous and wild
i can be ditsy and genius
spicy but mild
i love being unexpected
a care free maniac
I'm sick of the old me
the uptight usual braniac
the teacher's pet
has left the building
new times are welcome
I'm searching and willing

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