You may say that I lie.
You may think that I have never shined.
But when you try,
You will find that I will one day rise
Out of this period of time,
To show you
What I really am.
With my head bowed down low,
You think I cry inside.
I when actually, I glow with pride.
Don’t worry,
I have nothing to hide.
Actually, I can glide and fly,
Because this is
What I really am.
One day, you’ll see,
That I’ll flee with glee,
With all the wealth and health there is
Oh, let me be.
I don’t change that fact,
Because this is
What I really am.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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