I could speak in riddles,
Tell you a lie with a little twist of the truth,
But why make life harder than it really is,
Why push someone on the ground and
not expect them to have dirt on them,
I have a heart inside this body but unlike most, it's still beating.
Beating with happiness, life, love, honesty and life's cruel heartache.
I don't have to lie to get by,
Or smile to show someone I'm not.
I'm Myself, I'm Me!
My feet don't just move simply to hurry up the day,