Everything Is Balance
Written by Everything Is Balance
Living in the center

Who Am I?

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My life, so grey, it’s so not me
Like wilting petals limp on the asphalt
Directionless, with a side of melancholy
Blown away like autumn leaves

As I grow, I become
I become who I am
My voice’s pitch sounds like me
It carries grace, and confidence you see

It won’t be long now
I will be me

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