I won't say I am cool and funny,
or that I'm too nice; I won't say I am this or that,
I'd rather be in disguise!
I like for some people to know me,
others' I would not;
Call it haughtyness or attitude,
Or whatever else you've got!
Its not like I don't give a damn,
its not like I do not care;
Just tired of being sacrine sometimes,
A little too much to bear!
For all those who're reading this,
with their eyebrows raised;
Yes its crazy coming from me,
but I'm tired of the good ol' ways!
Now a lil spunk's required, gonna be less sappy and senti;
This should've come sooner,
for Godsake I'm turning twenty!
Two decades old and some milestones,
not too much to my credit;
But alot of things I'm glad I've done,
that I never wish to edit!
For everyone who is my friend,
thanks for being around;
For reading this and bearing up,
you really deserve to be crowned!
No the poem wasn't a confessional,
I wasn't pouring my heart out;
Just trying my hand at poetry,
to see how well it turned out!
