THIS IS ME

You don't just come along

Play me like a song

Take my naive self for a ride

Just to pump up your pride.

I am not the fiddle of your plans

Nor my threads you hold in your hands

You cant beat me on my own board

I am not that meed for you to hoard.

I may not be cut for your time

I may not be at my prime

I may be living in a fools paradise

But you better think twice...

Coz you don get to do me

I wouldn't just let bygones be.

I wouldn't snide at your back,

Keep your eyes open coz I will race the pack,

That's the way it goes...this is me

And you would regret if you ever messed with me!