I am whatever you say I am Beautiful, bad ,stunning whatever I care for what you say A whisper in my ear everytime ,every day Roaming in my mind A blank space helps me fill in that's where I live in The spark where nothing turned everything You give me sorrow or fun I'll care for each one Yet I still focus The world hates or loves me , I don't know But I know paper loves me more than the world So , I hold a pen And write one I still remember whether one hated or loved me That's how I am Iam whatever you say iam
