I Am
I'm not, what her brother wants me to be.
I'm not, what her friends expected me to be.
I'm the man I was meant to be.
Live and free.
With the desire to fulfill my dreams.
I'm not what her cousin thinks me to be.
I'm not what her aunt has heard of me.
My biggest hater,
doesn't even know me.
Never seen me.
Never heard my voice.
She lost.
That was her choice.
Reality is,
I'm just me.
Happy, live and free.
Respectively, but definitely,
the livest figure
that ever came into Jersey.
She was the right dime,
glass of the right wine,
at the finest of dines.
Just all at the wrong time.
She will always be in my heart;
doing time.
Which is fine.
I'll always be the man i was meant to be.
Happy, live, and free,
living my life; for me.
Copyright © Matt T. Love | Year Posted 2010
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