Pay no attention to me; 

I'm just a memory,

Just a child in a woman's body,

a nameless face in the proverbial sea. 

But beneath the face, 

I'm a fighter full of fire 

and a scorpio.

Is that all I am? No,

I am inexpressible, 

because I am a human being, 

not 50/50 of two people joining,

not just the combination of life with life

to perpetuate the lies, 

I am me. I am the child in the woman, 

the lover in the hatred 

and the feet leaving marks in the sand. 

I am me.