I’m not here to live in reality, though you wish me to be.
I may have thick skin
I sure as hell, do not fit in
I cut out the box, making it my own
A home, that need not, be defined
I painted it purple, for my Royal Respect
Not sure, how much I have of it, left
You cannot tell me, not to achieve
I’ll drown, in my hope trying
Admit, it can be
I’ll do my best, not to deceive
Painting words with my presence.
~Angela K. Crandall~