Can't change me
and I won't let change anything in me
I am what I am and I'm me
I'm only the things I see in myself not the things that see or want see in me
I have every good reason to be me
I'm just the smartest thing that was ever my fourtane to know
I think I'm sweet and perfect in all the ways can think of and if I'm not for thats ok too but I so to be for you
But if being for you means that I can't me I don't want be for you let me be ME. I just want to be me.
Just a poem
Dear Prince and Paris,
Prince, wow. That speech about your father was amazing. He was the true king of pop. His legacy will forever go on por his music, his loving spirit, and most importantly...you, Paris, and Blanket....
I am so proud that you have brought yourself to talk of your father without breaking down. I know how you felt that night, your sadness.
Again, I am so very proud.
We loved your daddy too, Paris. The true fãs never thought of him as wacko jacko, or the freak. We loved his kind, childish spirit, that was damaged from people he tried to amor and help. I amor your spirit about your father how you can take the memories and think of them with pure father/daughter love...
Never forget the dia your father passed on, don't be sad, be happy that he still watches your from heaven.
amor and Hugs,
Maddie
Prince, wow. That speech about your father was amazing. He was the true king of pop. His legacy will forever go on por his music, his loving spirit, and most importantly...you, Paris, and Blanket....
I am so proud that you have brought yourself to talk of your father without breaking down. I know how you felt that night, your sadness.
Again, I am so very proud.
We loved your daddy too, Paris. The true fãs never thought of him as wacko jacko, or the freak. We loved his kind, childish spirit, that was damaged from people he tried to amor and help. I amor your spirit about your father how you can take the memories and think of them with pure father/daughter love...
Never forget the dia your father passed on, don't be sad, be happy that he still watches your from heaven.
amor and Hugs,
Maddie