Will I Be

What will I be, to your Dorothy? Will I be your Lion? So afraid of my past, that my die's forever cast, searching for the courage that will change me at last? Will I be your Tin Man? Frozen in an old place, so I’m unable to face, a future of feelings that will make my heart race? Will I be your Scarecrow? Strung up high at his post haunted by doubts and not ghosts, watching others live life doing what I truly miss most? Will I be the Wizard? All hot air and tricks, with no real magical picks, hoping that the wind won't blow out the balloon's wick? Or..... Will I be a new man? Inspired by what You see, no fears... only courage no qualms....only feelings no doubts...only living? Tell me, pray, tell me sweet and wise Dorothy... What will I be, what will I be?