I’m a “wanna be”

I’m a “wanna be”

I wanna be graffiti covering walls boldly like Shira and

some old time guy – Crash one –

who painted graffiti on trains

I wanna be classical art like Van-Gogh, Degas and Matisse

Modern like Roy Lichtenstein, Pollach

I wanna be art covered in dead mosquitos

Visions of what we can and should be

Envelop my dreams

I wanna be actress, singer, grand some sports enthusiast

I wanna be poet, writer, Indian girl

Damn 3 percent Indian girl

Don’t you think I know it’s hard to be so many things

All at once, we have to climb high

Be many things all at once

I wanna be means I try every day

To be another me

Media throws so many me’s in my face

Every day I’m like, “Who am I gonna be today

You wanna be me

Try to walk a mile in my shoes

Yes it’s cliché to say but so true

I wanna be Halle Berry, Jenifer Lopez, Marilyn Monroe,

Debbie Reynolds, Beyonce, and Jayne Mansfield

All rolled into one convenient slice of pie

I want to be a Royal Purple Audi 500, Special Pass Auto

I wanna be best of the best, is who I Want To Be

It’s hard to be anyone when mostly everyone

Barely knows who they are today, or tomorrow

Our hearts immune to roars of despair

Controlled by media, the score, blind deaf despair

Back in the day popularly called wanna be’s

Now everyone’s a “wanna be”

Hard to know true, everyone imagines we can be

Who we want to be – nurtured by American dreams,

A society amiss with misfits who all wanna be too

Some few have the means to be more than they are –

I don’t fit in with the Jones, try to fit in

Wherever I can, yeah it’s hard to be a loner

Barely fit in anywhere, if you please

Plus I don’t have the means to fit it in with the Jones

How free would we have to be

To be who we you wanna be today

The controllers say

Free your mind,

I ask can my mind decide my identity?

Try to be, can I be who I want to be today or any day

Happy New Year to you all and to all a good night

Ooooohhhh did ya hear we’re all free

So free that all we need do is free our minds

Be friends with crazy Bob Dylan,

Joni Mitchel and Natalie Merchant

Hobnob with high society

Just a wanna be

Wanna be someone different today?

Will The Real Violetwrites Please Stand Up

For Fat Girls Who Want to Have Fun - I attest to this!

I love putting on wigs.

I love wearing wigs

I love feeling different

like I can choose a new me who I want to be,

a new self when I put on a wig, I feel freer

I don’t know how free I can be

I don’t know if I can ever be me

Because reaching for me

Is only the next reality

Of who I can be where I want to be

Want to be free

More of me shining through the alternative

Psychic reality of desire to be

To make a better me

Emerge from the light

Another new sight

Wigs cant make me a better person

But they make me feel bigger and better

In the moment of a cheating heart

my poetry flows like liquid literally

Each time I wear wigs

I feel I choose a new me I want to be,

a new self, I become because when I put on a wig,

I am freer

I say more because wig or not

I'm a chubby girl having fun wearing a wig

pretending to be someone I'm not

Wearing a wig or not

Wigs let me pretend I am who I want to be

And eventually, I will be me

See, I wrote this on Amazon for a free wig

And it was written by true me,

like with each new wig I choose

I can choose a new me who I want to be,

a new self when I put on a wig, I am freer

I try to be more than I am, bigger than I am

More of me than I am ever to anyone

More me, better bigger,

more confident, prettier, younger,

More precise in being a better me

Who am I

I ask myself every day

Who is the real me

Will the real violetwrites please stand up

Please Please stand up

Are you like me?

I’m the one I claim I’ll never be

I’m the one I try too hard to be

Laughing & crying,

I stand up to try to see who is the real me

I try to be the one I see

the me I own today

is the one I see every day