by micke Jun 24, 2005
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
People tell me to be this way are to act like that, but when i do they say be your old self, no matter what i change I'm never loved for me, why cant people just let me be? i try and i try, but in the end all i do is cry, just let me be me and you be you i like me this way i like the way i act why cant you like it to and have my back? I'm back woods, i ain't ghetto are from the hood, y'all say I'm this y'all say I'm that but y'all back up and listen to me |