the last of me

it's getting late,

but i'm not ready yet,

to have this be the end of it.

it's ups and downs

have made me see

there's something more

left inside of me.

from where it comes,

nobody knows

it just happens,

one day it shows

itself to be

the newest thing

to get me going,

make my heart sing...

cause without my voice,

who am i?

i'm not just going to lay down and die!
so i'll speak out loud,

say too much,

be inappropriate,

and hope that such

behavior will finally 

set me free,

cause you aint seen

the last of me.

just be aware,

cause what you think of me,

honestly,

i just don't care.