I Am.....

I Am...
I Am the young man who was lost in old depression
I Am the young man who found himself in music to take away his hurt
I Am the young man who was stuck in constant regression
I Am the young man who only dreamed of ever being in the dirt
I Am...

 

 

I Am...
I Am the sad kid who always had fake smiles
I Am the sad kid who was mad at the world
I Am the sad kid who wondered why death took a long while
I Am the sad kid who was livid at the fact he had no girl
I Am...

 

 

I Am...
I Am the golden soul who now walks a bright path
I Am the golden soul who now keeps geniune smiles on his face
I Am the golden soul who laughs at the kid in the past
I Am the golden soul who finally realized in this world he does have a place
I Am...

 

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