I AM WHAT I AM

I AM WHAT I AM

I'll never look back,
I'll never stroke sad,
I only foresee death,
As you made me that much less,
I was forced to hold a grudge,
To whom ever there is to judge,
I was used over and over again,
As a tool or a weapon to win,
Never the less you played your part,
That was singing to my forsaken heart,
You are a monster in disguise,
You are the voice to my every cry,
You're that Bullet in a gun,
You will not revise the undone,
You're the blade on each sword,
For blood you were never bored.
You're that voice in my lies,
Laughing and screaming for my demise,
You're worse than evil,
You cannot concede to be so,
You heart-less angel,
You replenish dark to its faint hope,
Yet I am a lot like you,
I disintegrate like you do,
I do not open my eyes,
I blink to my own pained cry,
I ask for why there was a cause-,
Your answer was always because,
Foolish little girl can you not see,
What I made you out to be,
Everything in this world,
Every step and swirl
For anything you elaborate to do,
Only conspires me into you,
I shook my head,
I know my own path straight ahead,
And I will give hope another chance,
To you I will not enhance,
I will not fulfil your dreams,
Even though I descend to what you seem,
I'm not that composition,
In your hands ready for position,
Even though you know what you can,
Obligate to what I may stand
I know your each and every command, was
Do to make me what I am
But for now no one else can demand.
Because I am what I am