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Who I Am

I’m tired of this lyin’, sick of gettin’ stronger, or die tryin’.
Want no more of this runnin’, and endless hidin’.
Time to be more fearless than ever before,
Fight back with the strength of nine men, but times four.

You know you ain’t gonna be able to take me out.
Alone, two of you or with a whole croud.
I’m made of steel, I won’t bend or break, or maybe I will,
It just won’t be me who’ll be gettin’ the feel.

Snap, crackle, pop, on my way to the top.
No way I’m gonna stop.
Doin’ everything I can, to make this rage end,
But no matter what I do, I’ve lost control and the real me was breakin’ through.

The true power that was inside me all these years,
Hidin’ behind unknown fears,
Fightin’ against all my tears,
Tellin’ my mind to start turnin’ its gears.

Here I am, breakin’ them bone by bone, sweet little boy totally gone,
What went wrong?
Blamin’ myself for how I turned out, thrashin’ around,
Unleashin’ my bloodthirsty shout...

This is who I am, but not who I want to be, my unleashed demon, is what the story’s about.

9-06-‘09

Robert Brame