I am me.
I am No Princess, No Angel, No Prima Donna.
Don't put me on a pedestal,
I'm not worth the fuss.
For I am plain.
Plain as Mary Jane.
Nothing special,
Barely sane.
But I stand here before you.
You say my name.
That's all that remains.
Got nothing to gain.
But nothing to lose.
Yet I refuse?
Can't handle the pain.
Don't wanna be used,
Let alone abused.
At the end of my fuse!
I ain't no muse.
I am just me.
No Princess, No Angel, No Prima Donna.
I'm not those three.
Nor do I want to be.
Happy with being me.
So that's what you see,
And that's what you get,
So don't you forget,
When you say my name,
I will stay the same,
I won't ever change,
So because you love me,
I'm who I wanna be.

G. - 4th Sep 03

This poem was written at midnight... Cuz im uber weird... Das ist alles.