I Am
Somebody somewhere said I think therefore I am
Although, they never seen the mind inside this man
How do I know it's even me in fact
Merely, because I bleed when I'm stabbed
I touch red hot, but prove type O, I can't
Is faith the answer to everything I ask
Or an imaginary concept like the brain I know I have
I think therefore I am, hmmm... I Am
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2012
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