What is my position?
At what angle am I looking at my life...
When will I put down the pipe....
When will want to be a wife....
My position...
Set at different angles...
Squares, circles and rectangles....
I dangle from a string....
Not interested in wearing rings...
I am...subtle yet wide eyed....
What is my position...
I am searching for a higher learning...
More earnings...and a peaceful life...
I am searching for a man I can call my own...
A place I can call home...I want to go to Fife....
The great land of Switzerland...
I want to Stay in Italy...
Travel to Rome...
I got dreams of naming my son....Jerome...
What is my position....
When i no longer make friends...
but associates...
when i distance myself from those who love me....
Look down upon my old Colleges...
I have classified myself as nonexsistent....
Yet i am reminiscent of the days...
The ways on how things use to be...
Memories....
What is my position...
How must i transition...
Shape me...Map myself out on paper...
Drape me with the cloth of insanity...
For I am demanding to know my position!!!
"I haven't got a clue of where I am let alone worrying about where you want to be!!!! Let me do me!!!!"
For I need to reconstruct my identity....
Find out what really makes me happy....
What is my position...when the dark clouds come and go...
And i keep praying for snow...
but i live in the south....
and unless the lord is making plans....
The white side don't really come to the south side....
And I'm looking to go North...be it west or east...
But they say for a country girl like me...
City boys would feast....
and i ain't looking to be blind...
**** i feel wise... ...enough to get out on my own...
**** seventeen...Thats four years I've been grown...
So what the hells is my position?
I don't have intentions as being classified as part of this society..
For i feel the government is Highway Robbery...
and i have no intentions on being a statistic....of any classification...
but their is a class for every part of the proclamation....
I have plans to move forward...
But what of my destination...
And i've been doing so much procrastination...
Yet I'm just about to lead the Chariot Home...
Still...I'm not sure of My Position ....
At what angle am I looking at my life...
When will I put down the pipe....
When will want to be a wife....
My position...
Set at different angles...
Squares, circles and rectangles....
I dangle from a string....
Not interested in wearing rings...
I am...subtle yet wide eyed....
What is my position...
I am searching for a higher learning...
More earnings...and a peaceful life...
I am searching for a man I can call my own...
A place I can call home...I want to go to Fife....
The great land of Switzerland...
I want to Stay in Italy...
Travel to Rome...
I got dreams of naming my son....Jerome...
What is my position....
When i no longer make friends...
but associates...
when i distance myself from those who love me....
Look down upon my old Colleges...
I have classified myself as nonexsistent....
Yet i am reminiscent of the days...
The ways on how things use to be...
Memories....
What is my position...
How must i transition...
Shape me...Map myself out on paper...
Drape me with the cloth of insanity...
For I am demanding to know my position!!!
"I haven't got a clue of where I am let alone worrying about where you want to be!!!! Let me do me!!!!"
For I need to reconstruct my identity....
Find out what really makes me happy....
What is my position...when the dark clouds come and go...
And i keep praying for snow...
but i live in the south....
and unless the lord is making plans....
The white side don't really come to the south side....
And I'm looking to go North...be it west or east...
But they say for a country girl like me...
City boys would feast....
and i ain't looking to be blind...
**** i feel wise... ...enough to get out on my own...
**** seventeen...Thats four years I've been grown...
So what the hells is my position?
I don't have intentions as being classified as part of this society..
For i feel the government is Highway Robbery...
and i have no intentions on being a statistic....of any classification...
but their is a class for every part of the proclamation....
I have plans to move forward...
But what of my destination...
And i've been doing so much procrastination...
Yet I'm just about to lead the Chariot Home...
Still...I'm not sure of My Position ....