these words are not mine
they are yours though I
may be the one who wrote
them down they are for you
to read and your ears to hear
"Hear Me" was the first one
it told the world how much I
hated my mother and loved her
at the same time to make it
enetertaining I said it in rhyme
always keeping in mind these
words are yours not mine
I do not belong to this world and
will not ever claim to be of it
I am a messanger who also is
a stranger letting the message
be noted in ink onto paper