The Mold Does Not Fit

I try to be what you want,
But it’s not right for me.
I need to be what I want to be.
I try not to show you disrespect.
I just can’t help that the mold does not fit.

I like what you disapprove.
It seems like no matter what I choose.
To you, it’s not right.
I want you to approve of what I choose.
I feel at sometimes it’s just no use.

I can’t be where you want me to be.
I can’t act the way you want me to act.
I can’t say what you want me to say.

I have to be free.
I have to be me, me, me,
From day to day.
Let’s just face the facts,
The mold that you made does not fit Nikki,
And that is that.

wrote in college @ ULM 
Spring 2004
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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November 12, 2009 at 9:59 AM
that is why I am single sweetheart.... It is not often I fit the mold of my significant other, I am aggressive with my whit... Nice write Nikki.......Do you sweetheart.......:JP]
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