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This Is Me

Green eyed And hard headed Beauty lies in every man’s eyes Five and 7 high And pride of might Puerto Rican running through my veins And the pain of Hitler buried in my brain Unable to be changed I’m set in my ways I’m a minority woman Get out my way I won’t explain This Is Me I won’t take no shorts I know what I want And what I want everyone needs I’ve been screaming “f--k the fifty-states” Since the day I was conceived I walk with my head held high Eyes open wide And my legs closed tight Trying not to mask the beauty that’s inside Praying I’ll get wise Even with these lies I can’t continue to try One day we all must die I can’t “live” I’m too busy trying to survive This Is Me Don’t try to confuse me With what I don’t need!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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