I'm still me
I'm still me. I believe. I wonder how everything, and everyone has a way of saying things that suggest they are changed, that they are not who they used to be.
I hear time and time again how circumstances influence the mind, and I am constantly warned it will soon happen to me.
But while I leave you to your say I guess its a waste of good breath, to also remind you I am my own person with skills unlike you not easily broken.
I have a mind that is fixed with cords that will not be deterred no matter what your ideal of sip and sup it I'll still be me. so it's unlikely.
I'm still me. They have forgotten I rallied back in school and I led a marching parade in solitude, without water or food and a pin to hold up my waist.
I march to the beat of my own drum and I rebel against anything or anyone, that moves...
I hear time and time again how circumstances influence the mind, and I am constantly warned it will soon happen to me.
But while I leave you to your say I guess its a waste of good breath, to also remind you I am my own person with skills unlike you not easily broken.
I have a mind that is fixed with cords that will not be deterred no matter what your ideal of sip and sup it I'll still be me. so it's unlikely.
I'm still me. They have forgotten I rallied back in school and I led a marching parade in solitude, without water or food and a pin to hold up my waist.
I march to the beat of my own drum and I rebel against anything or anyone, that moves...