For everything I've been through,
I love life for all it's worth.
Sure, I want the smoke found in a cancer stick,
Mabey a sporatic drink of alcohol.
No pot in my body, thanks.
I keep to my limited knowledge.
I gain in ways unknown to man.
And woman for that matter.
I make myself known.
I make myself cry.
I will never lower myself to the hate of this world.
I am free,
Free to have kids and express my opinion.
But not to be myself.
I am far from your social pool.
Nor do I care to join you for a swim.
I laugh and cry at injustice,
But I will never join the ranks of broken people.
My spirit is still whole.
I intend to keep it from you.
That's all I can say about me.
Know this,
I can say more about you.