Define Me

Define Me! Moth I be the man you ought, or am I becoming him you thought I should belongs? Perhaps who throngs. The course doesn't visibly tell. For it has cost to the last drop of well! Knowledge I know not where to cut cord, Experience have lived less enough ford Though must I have been like new maid Sweeping to glitter with ambitious spade Where they belong not nor throne a minute Even in the mere of nobody that limit Besides, am vocalness less to define myself A being you gave all in yourself And niceness owns none.