What am I to you?

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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