February 6, 2015 by babylondogs
Don’t tell me what I am.
I make me who I am.
Am I here to live up to your expectations?
You know the answer.
Here, suck this. Enjoy your fixation.
I am smashing your barricaded doors, your ramparts and parapets.
I am a juggernaut you won’t control. When I die I won’t fade.
I will leave this world a mark of exclamation.
Sleep in your sedation while I
gyrate in my freedom.