Born Identity
The effect of willingness will always prosper
I opened my eye's to the light of the skies,
within me was life. A purpose and meaning
to the world
My journey has long lived throughout
these years, without a purpose I'm
nothing in life, worthless to the life I breathe
Search me out for character, all I have is dreams
and imagination of a life to be, a desire of the heart
that follows me
Evil of the world is like a shadow to the body
it follows you where ever you go, in the present
of the day they are waiting for you to fall
without my purpose in life, my identity is pointless to the world
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