This is me

i'm five feet tall
not five feet short
don't need your care
i'm not the sort


apon on these two feet
strongly standing sturdy
is the meek age of 18...
going on thirty


i can handle myself
so don't open my door
spit the stories of your glory
i don't need your lore


these blue eyes have witnessed
more then deception
and will no longer
tolerate any repression

My smile is to project to you,
you lost
i wont decide to be unhappy
at any ole cost

i'm not your "doll"
leaving you wasn't a mistake
i don't need you for nothing
i give and i take.

take a good long look
obsorb what you see
because i'm going to make myself
so much more then you'll ever be

this little frame will show you
what you lack
i'm already on my way to greatness
and theres no looking back