What am I to you?
What am I to you? Which words do you hear?
When I speak only truth and face my fears.
What am I to do, when I don’t know what comes next?
If this is all we are, then what is left?
What am I to you, if not an impostor?
What am I to do, to become even clearer?
What doesn’t ring true, when you view my minds picture?
I follow no footsteps and I am no leader.
I walk in solitude, wary of facing a deceiver.
I am what I am; I am my own special creation.
Breathe into me, so I can take you into my heart
And not be left here alone feeling vacant.
Devoid of empathy and lacking understanding.
Who am I to complain to you, when I am winning!?
Who are you to judge me? I am unworthy of a glance;
But the fire in my hands will breathe new life into your romance.
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