Strength
My life story is not simple or chaotic
It is a string of events that have made me nostalgic
I can share each story, emotions and all
But that is not what I'm writing for, not to share, not to fall
For there are happy tellings, but most are sad
I am not here writing for you, no I am writing for me, not for what I had
I've added up these tellings and stories
All of which are true
But the sum of my happiness makes me quite blue
I will repeat again, sweet listener
For I know your intentions are pure
I AM NOT MY LIFE STORY
I am me, moving on, for a better glory
I have the strength of eagles
dancing through the sky
I have the vision of a grand ruler
I was meant to fly
I withhold a talent, aimed for success
Don't worry, sweet listener, for I am at my best
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