I Am Me
I am the little seed that just made its way into the egg,
I am the little boy that came out the wound with a big head.
I am the big toddler that's bigger than the rest of my class,
I am the big toddler that really wasn't all that fast.
I am the big kid that could never fit the clothes in his closet,
I am the big kid that was always in the front office.
I am a big teenager now, I'm slowly growing up
I am a big teenager now still getting whooped on his butt.
I am the big senior boy that is about to graduate,
I am a big senior boy who is scared of his own fate.
I am me cant you see, I am all that I can be.
Graduation rounding the corner, tears coming from me and family.
I am Me.
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