i stand as undefined
as the beginning
of my lines
no rules will tell me where
to end
where to start
or where ill begin
society will not label me
tell me when to be capitalized
when i can stand true
undefined by their lies
i will not shift
into who they want me to be
last time i checked
they didn't die for me
as my king
and i refuse to let
a broken society
try to mold and
shape me
-b.m
Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
i stand as undefined
as the beginning
of my lines
no rules will tell me where
to end
where to start
or where ill begin
society will not label me
tell me when to be capitalized
when i can stand true
undefined by their lies
i will not shift
into who they want me to be
last time i checked
they didn't die for me
as my king
and i refuse to let
a broken society
try to mold and
shape me
-b.m
this poem is called undefined because i wanted to get the point across that soceity can try all the want to to shape me and tell me who i should be but the one who gets to mold me and shape me is my king Jesus that died for me
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