OK.
Here I am
Imperfect, exposed, honest.
I feel sorry for you,
because the life I have
makes me a braver person,
and fortune favors the brave.
I have learned to grab those bootstraps
I am ten feet tall and bullet proof.
I'm affirming this
to remember how the perquisite judge,
and to remind the punks and freaks
to never apologize or change.
People are only grateful
after you've given your last dollar.
Judgement is selling the drama
and this punk is no fool.
Don't pretend to like the haters,
have some self respect.
Too many people
have twisted my kindness
but I refuse to break,
I don't think it's in your heart,
to understand the pain I take.
I feel sorry for you,
That is really a shame.
