Progression of Me
Who am I?
To begin I must state who I was
I was happiness and naivete
I was sound personified
I was a future waiting to happen
I grew into fear and insecurity
I grew into silence
I grew uncertain and unhappy
I became confident and assured
I became intelligent and productive
I became happy and lively once more
I am who I am because I endured
I am who I am because I believed
I am who I am
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