This is Me
Yes, that’s me,
Look and you’ll see,
My hair straight down past my shoulders,
My eyes green as the leaves on the trees in the summer,
My arms wide open for hugs,
My hands working,
My heart open for you to come,
I’m loving,
I never get angry,
My friends are few,
I live in a small town,
I hope to be happy,
I dream of things to say,
It’s all clear as can be,
That’s positively, absolutely me.
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