My Words Are Me!

Like an Acorn evolving in the extremity's of my mind
Waiting to take root take hold my words & I!
My thoughts, what I feel what I want from what I do
Developing from a tiny seed into a sapling
It's, branches reaching out the depths of  my mind
Waiting to evoke a passion not so sublime
In the recesses of my mind reaching out o me
Into a tree developing that tiny acorn will be
In my mind interconnecting my thoughts into words
All jumbled up like a fog in my mind
Sorting them out such a hard time
For my words be troublesome most of the time
To hear my words they appreciate not
My words my thoughts
From the extremities of my mind
Once it's taken root not easy to define my words
In the extremities, my words capricious are not
They exude from the depths of me
Waiting to explode from the innards of me  
Within me, my words are true, as can be
Reason I have not to speak words not truthfully 
They are not me
But the truth one must speak not
So I've been told grow up!
You're not a child they tell me inexorably
Why upset the apple cart must I
Why must I fight with my mind
To speak the truth not that's not me
A pain in the ass I must be!
Refusing not to embroider my words carefully
F..k them says me am tired of those curtailing me
Words, but my words are me!
All my life I've been told don't say this that or the other
Just don't say anything
But as am an adult now I'll say what the hell I please
Why has He given me a brain
If am not allowed to use it,
Otherwise, a brain he'd not given me
Why can't I cast my words my thoughts
Talking to the wall must I be
Why can't I cast my words to the winds
Carrying me far and wide
My thoughts and me!
Extolling from the depths of me
My thought's always with me
Why must I not express what I feel what I think
Residing within me
In the recesses of my mind
Anguish residing within me
How does one control one's thoughts
Learnt I've never you see
Why must I not extol when in the depths of me
That acorn growing uncontrollably
Reaching far and wide as far I can see!
But my words are just me!
Taking me expanding my arms you see,
Far and wide taking hold of me
But my words I must extol not
It seems it's not seemingly
Must not let others hear when he's near to me
My mind my thoughts are of he
From that little acorn such a trouble to me
Cause my words I must extol not to all & sundry
But I want to shout out from the top of my world
From that mountain high
In the western wind's caressing, me, by
My words must carry me
Into the hills the valleys, the savannahs wide
Beyond the stars my universe and I  

    By Connie James...