I Am Me
I am me
I am not extraordinary
I am from a small home
In a paper town where things are only temporary.
I believe in a lot
And I get my heart broken
But that's what makes me stronger
What makes me a token.
I am an ant
Among buildings the size of trees
I am flawed
That's what makes me, me.
I have hopes
Unimaginable dreams
But life moves me
Like the wind with leaves.
I am different
Unique and strange
I am growing
Like the words on my page.
I believe in miracles
Perfect timing
Unmistakable happenings
Life is rising.
I am climbing life
Like a bug on a tree
I am not extraordinary
I am me.
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