Am What Am (Explicit)

Not for the soil

And not for the root

Not for the weed

That choked out the fruit

Not for the vice

And not for the sin

Not for the door

That wouldn’t let me in

Not for the germs

Sewn into my brain

Not for the world

That reaps so much pain

Am what I am

Not how I could be

Am what I am

Not what I was supposed to be

Am what I am

Not how I should be

Am what I am

Not what I cl/aim to be

Not for the child

Huddled inside

Not for the wild bird

Caged and dying

Not for the cool kids

Whatever the age

Not for the left and the right and the front and the batch and the fight and all the bullshit

And not for my middle rage

I am a ****

That’s all there is to it

It was my life

And I ****ing blew it

Am what I am

I am a bad seed

Am what I am

Best you stay clear of me

Am what I am:

Not how I should be

Am what I am

Not what I meant to be

Now that I’ve found you

“Have you now blossomed into stone

Hellbent on being alone

Now that I’ve found you?

Unless you’ve already caved

Will bent to dig your grave?”