Boss

I wrote this back when I moved to Idaho and had dreadlocks and lived in a school bus on 20 acres-needless to say I was looking for a job-pretty silly,but wanted to post something old first and work my way forward....

 

 

 

You can't make me comb my hair,no

You can't make me wear underwear

You can't make me smell like a breeze,

My armpits stink when it's 100 degrees

 Outside

(and I think they should)

You can't make me shave my legs,

I don't care if I have to beg

You can't make me dress up right

In high-heel shoes so stiff and tight

  I'd Fall

(and I know I would)

You can't make me fit your mold

I just can't believe everything  I'm told

You can't let me speak my mind

And  you'll never make me leave it behind

  To Die

(even though I could)

You'll never make me love your money

But it doesn't stop me from needin it honey

You can't make me sell my time

This life is a blessing,every moment is mine

  To Live

( and I'll live it good)

But you can make me cry at night

And pray that my babies will be allright,and

You can make me feel ashamed,

For being myself,not playing the game

  Of Life

(oh I probably should)

Because

You can make my life so hard

Or give me a job and I'll work real hard

You don't have to be me,I won't try to be you,

But we both can do well at the things that we do

 In Time

(I know that we could)

Author's Note

Tell me what you think-I'll try not to cry too hard...

Reviews

[JRB]

This was a thoughtful write; life is a struggle at best and hell at its worst,
Jan/uisiom

[Chad Wesley Allbrett]

Kind of a one-dimensional rant at the Man. The mold that society is trying to make you fit you into is ever-present. I mean there are certain sanctions taken against non-conformists. (You get to have cops follow you around if you look like a hippy for example.)
I thought of this as kind of light hearted, and a bit tongue in cheek. I like the "you'll never make me love your money, bit it doesn't stop me from needin' it honey" line; that was cute and made me smile.
I think you were looking for a job, and wondering how much soul you were going to have to give them in the trade.

[Chahklat]

Determination.
:) To fight against the mold, it's everyone's secret desire.
I think you expressed it well.

"You'll never make me love your money
But it doesn't stop me from needin it honey"

It's my favorite line. I'll keep this poem in mind
when I know I'm trying too hard.