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That's Just Me

Contributed by Ms_superior on Sunday, 15th August 2004 @ 09:54:38 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

I think you owe me an apology
for your negative terminology
and there you go again trying to critisize me,
for the way that i look,
but when was the last time that you read a book
telling me how you rode down my "screet" yesterday
but anyway...

Before you try to talk
look at the bricks from the path that you walk
So what you passed a few test
now you walk around thinking you're sophistocated
but you and i know dang well you're not that educated
and still wouldn't get it even if it were inculcated
...into your brain, but you wanna call me insaine
because you think i'm miss "know it all"
and they wonder how i stand so strong, firm, and tall
it's because my heart is made of steal, surrounded by a brick wall
I mean, that's just how i feel..

With the elegance of a baby kitten, yet almost as fierce as a lion
With the looks of angel and the integrity of a bull
thats why my life is so full...
of love, not hate, but some still try to debate
on whether it's too good to be true, or too true to be real
but no matter how you feel
Courtney is gone always keep it real

So whether you like me or not
the coffee is still gone boil in my pot
so stop trying so hard to degrade me
because that's just the way i am
that's just how i'm goona be
Courtney A. H.--- yeah that's just me!

Copyright © Ms_superior ... [ 2004-08-15 21:54:38]
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