The Rebirth
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I made myself in their image by the time I was 13.
Squeezed my body into the pieces of their machine.
My laugh too boisterous, I learned to snicker.
My smile too wide, I snapped it in half.
My heart broke too easy, I built walls around it.
Barricade my heart and they deemed it 'strength'.
Trodden on, I smiled through all my pain.
Drained my soul to power the lights behind my eyes.
I lived for one purpose alone, and they called it dedication.
For six years I hid my heart away.
I did not notice it withering.
I beat away my personality
Crippled my creativity, starved my curiosity
My race was my individuality.
But I am not the machine.
What they see, I created, but it's not me
I am flesh and blood, I bend and break, but more
I am a heartbeat, my footsteps their own rhythm
I am the guitar player on the street
Who asks only to be paid in bus fare, and smiles
I am the friend who watches crappy TV. with you
to justify your obsession with crappy TV.
I am the poet in the coffee shop,
The unashamed romantic
Who has already fallen a little in love with you
Caught by the intelligence in your eyes.
I am a silent guardian
To those I love
Just a whisper in the night
And I am there.
I am possibility itself
I am opportunity
I am my arms spread wide, head held high
Proclaiming my existence
Demanding the universe notice.
I am not the machine
I will tattoo my body with the words of my soul
So I cannot hide
I will smash the machine and walk in the sunshine
I will scatter the pieces and dance in the rain.
I will smash the machine and walk in the sunshine
I will scatter the pieces and dance in the rain.