I Am Me
I woke in the morning
To find something strange
A pounding in my head
A weird kind of change.
I couldn't move or stir
So I just laid still
And wondered if I was dead
After a nice long chill.
I moved my head down
To catch of glimpse of me
And I was shocked and scared
At what I had to see.
I once was a young boy
Who knew nothing and all
But now I had grown
And become rather tall.
My muscles ached all over
And my body looked weird
I was twice my heigh from before
And growing quite the beard.
Lifting myself up
I saw my own reflection
And wondered who was this man
Who lacked any perfection.
The pain over the years had caught me
And indented in my face.
There was no more color
Instead shadows took its place.
The experiences I've had
With the problems I've seen
Made me who I am today
Though I look pretty mean.
So I got back in bed
And tried to go to sleep
Because in my dreams I'm still me
And my happiness I can keep.
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