I am...

I Am…

I am steady like a bird,

But free like the wind.

I am never heard,

But I will always comprehend.

I am a walking paradox,

Contradicting myself, thinking of the unknown.

I am young and proud,

With a mind that is old and fooled.

I want to live my life,

But I want to be settled.

I am a voice no one understands,

With word to speak and actions to take.

I am everything and nothing all at once.

I am free

I am me.

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