Just because you are a prude, don’t try to censor me
I’ve had enough of watching your superiority.
Why do you expect my thoughts to be the same as yours?
I’ve had a different life to you, including all it’s wars.
Who are you to judge me, you have never seen my shoes!
Let alone step into them, of course you cannot lose.
It must be very easy for you, looking down at me,
when I have hit the floor of life, and you are floating free.
The next time that you judge me, and assume I’m being crude
listen to the point I make, you’ll find that it’s not rude.
Some things need to be described, in words quite loud and clear
otherwise it’s lukewarm, and the point does not come near.
It’s me who is the artist, only I can think my thoughts
no-one else can write them for me, when I’m out of sorts.
In any case, I do not read them out for your approval,
and I really do not give a damn, if you think I’m a fool.
The only thing I care about is being who I am,
developing my nature, as much as I can.
I can tell you something that you may not know before,
I had a life of censorship and headed for the door.
I had a great deal of abuse and many tragedies,
my life has qualified me to say what I want, with ease.
After what I’ve been through, I won’t pussyfoot around,
I refuse to be afraid to ever make a sound.
copyright@emmasharn2010
