Me tryouts
To be me is a blessing but am i all that
I am a wonder to myself coscious
Full of myself Some hype maybe too much for me to take in
Grounded for a second chance to find myself
Lost again to another self portrait of me
I sometimes gaze so hard I become dazed by the sudden hillusination I see
I let my thoughts run wild awhile while I sleep
I think of who I am and what im suppose to be
The future isnt a open book
So ill just have to wait and see for the better
To be me or not To be me a question i have no answer
But what I do know is that im free to be whatever
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