I sit here alone, fingers fly free and
I can’t stop the thoughts, wishing you cared for me
No, I mean, honestly caring for my being
You know?
More than what the eye can see, and
Deeper than the surface brings
But that's not how it appears to be
And I know, maybe I’m making it out to be
Worse than situations really deem
But things keep building inside of me
And these are what my feelings speak
If I - let them loose it’s, “You’re wrong, Bri”
So prove me wrong and set me free
Don’t tune me -
Out when I’m speaking
Don’t diminish my feelings
Don’t underestimate my intelligence or my a-bil-i-ties
And don’t
Fail to respect me
Respect me, because I’m -
Smarter than the average bear
And deeper than the ocean blue
I’m wiser than you think I am
I’m always seeking truth
I can
Do whatever in my life that I dream up
This will fly frequently from these lips
You should take notice as I say this
I'll stay true to me, I've got no limits
Believe my words or not, this is true on no front
The world is my oyster, my knife isn't be blunt
But then, why do I let these silly things linger
Knowing I can
Count the fallacies on my wittle fingers
And all the ways that they have cared
And all the things that they have dared
To do for me in my greedy life
And keep me from the roughest of strife....?
Ungrateful me can finally see
The plaguing problems persisting to be
Alive here inside of me
The cause isn't them, they, he, she, or we
The fault lies within my own being...
-Briana Stewart
