I Am
I am a man
but once a boy.
I became this way through struggle
not through ease.
I am scared of this world
yet I find it beautiful.
So many things to do
but so little time I have.
I am alone
yet there are so many people to know.
Strangers who become friends, friends who become lovers.
I am to become old
yet I could say I lived a full life.
A life of struggle, beauty, lovers.
I am me
and that's all that matters.
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