Foot Prints
I walk in the day
I walk in the night
They can see me in their sight
In the bright day light
As I move with pace
They judge on my race
Knotted up like a lace
Scared to show my own face
I once was a kid
I always had a lid
Then things changed
For the good my life rearranged
I walked in the day
I looked back in the night
As if there's noting in hindsight
I know myself
More than ever
I will keep myself together
Through the pain
It runs in my veins
I am who I am
This poem is about:
Me