Me
My life, my thoughts, my soul, me,
What have I done? What will I be?
All in a few lines on paper.
The love and happines, hate and tears.
The laughter and joy, worry and fears.
All in a few lines on paper.
Feet planted on solid ground, wings spread wide to soar.
Both I think, but I'm so much more
than just a few lines on paper.
How should I live? What shall I do?
Sometimes I'm sure, other times not a clue.
All in a few lines on paper.
My life, my thoughts, my soul, me.
What have I been? What will I be?
Where this life leads we shall see.
All in a few lines on paper.
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