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I Am


I am

Childish and peevish

Immature and squeamish

Jovial and fiendish

Individual and queerish.

 

I am

Easy to entertain. I’m quiet; restrained.

I’m mentally strained and quite self-contained.

I am

A writer, musician, an entrepreneur

Un speaker du français, un peu monsieur

I know who I am and I love who I am.

I’m creative, unique, I can pass an exam.

 

I’m a thinker, a poet, and a scholar at heart.

 And although that’s true and although I’m smart

I still often find ways to tear me apart.

 

“I hate me! I do! Every action I rue!”

I can scold me all day, but it’s never true.

 

Treat you like you love you

And tell yourself you’re le mieux

 

A good guy, a friend, a treat and a catch

That’s what I know that on my tombstone they’ll etch.

 

I’ll put myself on display

And just like you should, I’ll pray

That you’ll never hate you for even a day.

 

 

 

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