Pure, innocent, child
Faithful of the world’s good
Loving, kind, compassionate
A generous, willing, carefree spirit
This is what I was born as
Torn, frightened, jaded
Cold, shivering and naked
Lustful, full of desire and jealousy
A soul tainted from within
This is what I became
Forgiving, full of hope, a dreamer
Faith in life’s uncertainties
Cautiously trusting, a heart full of love
Daring to lift myself up
To look the unknown in the eye
This is who I am
Who will I become?
The future remains as always, unwritten
A blank page waiting for the next
Pen stroke of my life to make
A mark that will last to eternity…
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