Slamming My Way To Freedom
You think that you know me
Reading me like a book
I had more to give you
Than the pages you took
Try taking a closer look
I don't need your disrespect
You're completely unaware
Thinking that I really care
you're the chump I'm the player
Step back get out of my hair
Your chance, has come and gone
Watch, as I walk out the door
I won't settle any more
This is not what I'm made for
I lift myself from the floor
You want me, because I'm gone
So who is now the fool
You thought, I was yours to rule
Yet I could not be your mule
You the master on that stool
I am made of stronger stuff
Watch as now I light the sky
You can't catch me if you try
You're left alone wondering why
I seemed so fragile and so shy
Verlena Walker's Slamming Competition.
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