How Come

How come you can't control me, label me or enable me;

How come I have already been created and my God doesn't make mistakes or aberrations of images in His own kind.

How come I don’t need you to try to alter, tamper with, convert, pervert, make over, adjust, modify, redo, remodel, reconfigure, reform, or conform me because I can only be me so accept me or leave me alone.

How come I am SOOOO NOT feeling you right now?

How come I probably want do too much of anything for the holiday.

How come your arrogance causes my COCKINESS to kick in.

How come you don’t realize that I’m 2 steps ahead of the game, PLAYA!

How come everyone (including self) is so anxious for companionship when we keep failing in our main relationship (with the Father)!

How come (singing) if you think you’re lonely now…..wait until tonight! LOL

How come I’m at work doing ab-so-lutely nothing, but playing around in Photoshop!

How come I want you all to have a safe & Blessed holiday, don’t put on too many pounds.

Smooches, punks!