Reinvention tastes like this:

Tie me down, I'll fly away,
Clip my wings, I'll hobble to freedom.
Knock me down, and I'll get up again.

Friday, April 29, 2011

I am

I am beautiful.
I am funny.
I am loud.
I am sometimes out of line.
I am a dancer.
I am a singer.
I am a lover,
and a dreamer.
I am full of life.
I am hopeful.
I am wistful.
I am careful.
I am thoughtful.
I am a bitch,
sometimes.
I am in love,
and then I'm out.
I am special.
I am worth it.
I am lucky.
I am unforgettable.
I am a worrier,
and a warrior.
I am a teenager.
I am an adult.
I am a child.
I am mature.
I am my past.
I am my future.
and I am my present.
I am controlling.
I am easygoing.
I am silly.
I am confident.
I am jealous.
I am charming.
I am soulful.
I am cocky.
I am conceited,
sometimes.
I am faulty.
I am flawed.
I am imperfect.
I am me.

And I wish I were the woman of your dreams,
but if I'm not?
I'm someone else's.
And he is very lucky indeed.

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