Who are you?
On What authority do you come?
whose jurisdiction resides here?
better still
who are you?
to ask my name
to ask me to scribble away with
an over-priced plastic tube
scratching my heart onto paper
this dead tree upon which I place my heart is infinitely more capable of hearing than you
So I ask again,
Who do you think you are?
unelected dictator who takes me for granted
standing erect at podiums too short
blackboard behind with words like bones scrawled
requesting of me to regurgitate information
unimportant
irrelevant
idiotic to me
On what authority do you ask of me to write?
It is not forced
but coerced from the soul
soothed out by ink and crumpled notes
slash that
On what authority do you critique my writing?
who are you to tell me what form
in which to speak
what vocabulary is proper
what words are taboo
even the most educated man
can't clean the window to my soul
But who am I? You ask
Misfit college kid
diving into debt for the formality
raving lunatic that fights with a pen
goalsetter aspiring to be a better man
sinner saved by Jesus
I'm a
Coffee snob
nap conessieur
hipster hater (But not really)
status quo foe
Angry independent voter
Poor
Adicted tired self conscious individual
who wishes he was better
What sets me apart isn't attributes
but attitude
who are you? I asked
truly it doesn't matter
who am I?
I am me,
Who loves you.
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nikki_nai
beautiful
sofiarose
Fantastic
This has the weight of worlds. So much substance. At the end we are left to question if words are best said by powerful people or great people.
Gingy12165
OMG OMG OMG OMG! I love the language you used (word choice)! Other than that though, I'm too busy thinking "OMG!" to formulate any real thoughts. It was beautiful, plain and simple.