Foot Prints

I walk in the day 

I walk in the night

They can see me in their sight

In the bright day light

As I move with pace

They judge on my race

Knotted up like a lace

Scared to show my own face

I once was a kid

I always had a lid

Then things changed 

For the good my life rearranged 

I walked in the day

I looked back in the night

As if there's noting in hindsight 

I know myself

More than ever

I will keep myself together

Through the pain 

It runs in my veins

I am who I am

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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