The New Me
There is something forming inside me
It’s bubbling and bursting into a single bright flame
This thing is calling out, telling me what it wants to be
Maybe it will take the blame
This fire wants to be your light
It wants to be not mine, but yours
The thing wants to be your guide through dark nights
It is pouring through my own pores
This fire is my passion
It is what I want you to see
The sad thing is, this fire doesn’t seem to understand compassion
It only knows what it wants us to be
This fire is nothing you can see
It is the new me
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