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Change Wind

I can’t breathe Mon on tony is suff ocat ing me Drowning in my own medi oc rity Something’s gotta give. Something’s gotta give! I feel like a cat on a hot tin roof Gotta get the out of here ! Gotta get the out of here. I teach my own lessons but they don’t stick I’m adic-dict-ded And in’ hard headed . Now I’m seein’ red In circles, concentric! I’m not your buckshot, I’m not your one night stand I’m not your little girl, daddy, I’m an equal man. (You in’ heard me). You won’t have to read between the lines When I scream in your face Get the get the get the awaaaay from me. (Vampire sucking all my energy) Come here again, I wasn’t done yet. You know I love the feel of your teeth On my neck! Who am I? Who am I? WHO AM I BECOMING? I DON’T KNOW I plant my own seeds But they don’t fit Pull the roots right up I’m in’ impatient ‘Cause I see your red In circles, concentric. I’m not your conquest, I’m not your paper doll, I’m not your little fool, honey, Got my own plan now. And nothing can touch me. And nothing can touch me. And you can’t touch me. I can feel the change wind blowin’. It nearly knocked me down . I’ll be prepared this time around. I saw it coming (And nothing can touch me). No, nothing can touch me now.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 10/22/2019 10:57:00 PM
Who am I?/ Who am I?/ WHO AM I BECOMING?/ I DON’T KNOW .../// of self uncertainty is living strength!!
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Date: 10/13/2019 11:46:00 PM
Enjoyed your poem, Anne Marie. Lots of energy! Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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