Wanna bees.
Soul searcher's of what they can't seem to find.
A personality like mines.
I don't try to be cocky but it is what it is.
And I am what I am.
Therefore I am like no other.
I'm that individual.
The original.
The visual.
The image you strive to be.
Yet you don't succeed.
You can pretend to be
But it's obvious to see.
You're putting on an act.
Playing a character in your own story.
And I, I just do me.
I see you copy my swagger.
Study my demeanor.
Display my characteristics.
But you're nothing but a show and tell piece.
But as you can see, I am Aloha.
When it ends with me, it begins with me.
Pure uniqueness.
I am beyond what meets the eyes.
Remember, you can't touch what you can't see.
You hate to love me.
Yet you imitate me.
But fail to duplicate in the process.
So what's your progress?
