I am me, and that is all I’ll ever be!
Who am I?
Why am I me?
Okay you can be you, but when do I get to be me?
The banter does not matter for'e the existence remains the sameInsane, but somehow conveyed in a way that holds the sanity.
I shoot, I score; it goes to my head--
I miss, and ignore; I find a way to make it all the same.
Time is of the essence but the essence that's within is buried.C’est la vie, you live you learn; experience sought is experience gained.
- I saw
- I came
- I?
- What about them?
- What about me?
- Wait;
Be as lost as you can be, and you will still be found.
There is no right you, there is no wrong you;
Simply just,
You.
Make the most of what is to come, what you have, and what should be buried; gone but never gotten, only you can carry out the dreams, journeys, wishes, and wonders of the phantasmic world that is yours.
Don't waste it, hesitating to be who you already know you are.