I’m a painter
I’m a thief
A vagabond
A cheat
I can run a hundred miles
I could kill you with a song
I’m a liar
I’m a muse
I’m an actress
I’m a fool
I’m untouchable
I’m lost
I’m a sick and twisted cost
I’m the light
I’m a beacon
I am all that you are seeking
I can bleed
I can smile
I can make your life worth while
I can fight you
I could win
I could break you from within
I could be someone else
Or just the one you see
I could be something different
Than this dead catastrophe
I could be someone else
I could be happy.
I’m a wanderer
I’m a joke
I’m a mind
That’s bound in rope
I’m a victim
I’m the culprit
I’m a question
For the misfits
I’m hopeless
I’m optimistic
I’m waiting
I’m a skeptic
I’m an amateur dramatic
All I feel is worthless.
I can be a million people
Or just the one you see
I can be what you want
But you just let me be
I can be a million people
Or just the one you see
I can be whoever you need
But you only need me.
© Ceri Fraser – NinetyNineBPM – 2010





