i need to know if am still the one...
i need to know if i still got it right...
i need to know if my dreams and vision are still my motivation...
i need to know if am still the man whom am made to be,
am pressed hard between options of life and death many times,
for to live is pretty good but to die is much gain
every day i wake and still find that breath in my nostrils,
i will always open my mouth and ask myself,
am i still the one?
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