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 o 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 te means that I can't me I don't want be for te 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 da his music, his loving spirit, and most importantly...you, Paris, and Blanket....
I am so proud that te have brought yourself to talk of your father without breaking down. I know how te felt that night, your sadness.
Again, I am so very proud.
We loved your daddy too, Paris. The true fan never thought of him as wacko jacko, o the freak. We loved his kind, childish spirit, that was damaged from people he tried to Amore and help. I Amore your spirit about your father how te can take the memories and think of them with pure father/daughter love...
Never forget the giorno your father passed on, don't be sad, be happy that he still watches your from heaven.
Amore 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 da his music, his loving spirit, and most importantly...you, Paris, and Blanket....
I am so proud that te have brought yourself to talk of your father without breaking down. I know how te felt that night, your sadness.
Again, I am so very proud.
We loved your daddy too, Paris. The true fan never thought of him as wacko jacko, o the freak. We loved his kind, childish spirit, that was damaged from people he tried to Amore and help. I Amore your spirit about your father how te can take the memories and think of them with pure father/daughter love...
Never forget the giorno your father passed on, don't be sad, be happy that he still watches your from heaven.
Amore and Hugs,
Maddie