Life is Beautiful
Life is a sham
Life is all I can
To be who I am
Who I am to you is
Not who I am to me
Who I am to me is
Not who you want me to be
If, I am who you think I am
Does it mean that I have succeeded in really being me?
The cause of everyone’s life
to be Who they really are.
To find themselves
What do you say?
Do you think its ok
Just to be me?
I have never liked what I see
When I look at me.
I have been told every day
From close and far away
That its soooo important
To be true to myself
To look out for me
But what do you see?
Do you see the real me
Or do you see the me that I want you to see
Would my real me be who you want me to be
Life is Beautiful
Life is a Sham
Life is all I can do to be who I am
Who I am to you is not
Who I am to me
The voices the voices down deep in my soul
Won’t let me go till I know that I’m done
Won’t let me go till the battle is won
Won’t let me go till I’ve made something great
From this form that we take
Won’t let me go, won’t let me wait
We have to let go and do something great
Or our life, are sham, will only be waste.
If you are not great.
Life is Beautiful
Life is a Sham
Life is all I can do to be who I am
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