I now Know
I now know what it means to be me
From my childhood was a mold
And im sure most can agree
Being with my mother and siblings for years
Not knowing who I was
There were plenty of tears
Right and wrong
Good and bad
As the years progress
We learn more and more
We open up or we get shut up
We see the world in different ways
There is good as well as bad
You are raised one way but you can change
Be you, find you
I now know, what it means to be me
Unique and sweet
A great person to meet
I know now, that this is me
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