Dear Me

Dear me 
I have been picking up 
All the broken pieces 
Of my life 
Always putting in place 
All that has fallen off my vain
I knew who I am and that is the source 
Of my movements 
I will never let me down 
Not even when me is broken 
I will keep picking up every pieces
And replace them with a new life 
I will not fall not to rise 
I will never shame my shadow 
In the light 
I know who I am 
I can rebrand my future
Recreate my moves 
And keep my success stable 



Dear me 
I will always be better 
Than the man in the mirror 
I will always defeat him 
Each time I see him 
I can't do better with out me 
So I keep picking up every 
Fallen piece of my heart back to love 
I keep answering the calls of nature
Despite the distraction of money
I remain royal to the universal force 
Of nature 
In this part I always can be better 
Than the man in the mirror
So don't think am down to your games
Rooted with jealous and Ego
Oh you empty gossiping men 
The only man I am in competition with 
Is the man I always see in the mirror
He got a name called 
Dear me

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