Here I Come
Lying in the warm sun
Not a care to be given
Until one day I found out
I had become driven.
I wanted to be this
I wanted to be that
It turns out
I was just a cat.
Living in my fantasies
Alone in my dreams
Secluded from the world
It's worse than it seems.
Living in the dark
No light to be seen
I light my torch
I light my scene.
I take the opportunity
To be taught
I am my own lightbulb
I have many a watt.
I will make an impact
I will lead the way
I will no longer be a follower
I will not astray,
From the path that is mine
And mine to take
I will change the world
You just sit there and wait.
I'm changing lives
One by one
Look out world,
Here I Come.
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