do you think i'm that weak?
that i need to be fixed?
am i broken?
i wish i was accepted by you.
by everyone who matters.
but you need to fix me.
and i don't think i'm broken.
what's so wrong
that i have to change?
why would you try to take me
from everything that i believe?
when i know it is the only thing
i can count on,
why would you try to tear it down?
why do you think you can?
i'm not that weak.
because you changed
doesn't mean i'll bend.
it doesn't mean i'll break.
i am strong.
i can take it.
so take it or leave it.
---MRS 3/1/07
How the beat drops:
- Fiver
- We were walking there. I had tangles in my hair, but you make me feel so pretty. You have shinning eyes. Yes, like those forest lights, and it makes me want to cry. [I was just wishing you were here so we could walk down to the stream, and we could throw all our leaves in, seeing our dragon when we look]
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I think you're fine and wonderful and beautiful and amazing.
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