Me

that day brought me
and begun to count with me
I knew much about what to 
be,
all I see was me..

when I begun to be,
the world I began to see,
as bright as it could be,
where else would that be,
if am not me?

when I look at me,
all I see was me,
and felt much how I feel,
who knows why I am me,
I felt offensive to ask why 
was I me.

so helped me God, I am me,
and will forever remain me,
nothing greater than me,
and nothing less than me.

I live my life me,
and it will end me,
and when it's over, me..
maybe someone like me and 
not me you see..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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