Me, it's not easy to be me,
To see what my eyes have seen,
To go where I've gone in my travels,
Walking in the paths, that I've made,
Me just being me, Flowin my Poetry
It ain't easy to be me, to hear the music,
The musical orchestrations in my head,
The sounds of the symphony,
That is created in my mind,
To care for people and love them,
To feed the mouths that I've fed
The Seniors Citizens & the Homeless on Thanksgiving who need help,
Climbing the mountains and overcoming them,
To fall down and get back up in the game,
Being able to spring back and pickup pieces...
Me Just being me, Flowin my Poetry
It ain't easy to be me, being me, means,
Being a Soldier in the Boxing RING of Spirituality
Born to serve the Lord, comes Naturally,
To me being me, you see, means knowing,
Who is in charge of my Individuality? ,
That's me, on the road to my Destiny
Me just me, Spreading Love & Flowin my poetry.
And Hopefully one day i can share me with some body.
ME JUST BEING ME! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem