I was who I desired to be.
The world was open doors for me.
I could reach every goal.
I could win every gold.
I am not who I intended to be.
Just a passing thing to see.
I am no changer of this world.
No shaker, mover. I have been whirled.
I saw a mass of hurt and pain.
Who am I? To think it’ll change.
I am not who I appeared to be.
I have strength that you don’t see.
I am a dreamer, I hope for more.
There are things I can’t ignore.
I will fall down.
I will aries. I will chase the broken’s cries.
I am a fighter.
I define myself.
A warrior not defined by physical wealth.
I am not a definition of one part.
My time beats in synch with many hearts.
I am one who will not be defined.
I will cross the social lines.
I will pay whatever price.
To run the good race, and fight the good fight.
I am who I am chosen to be.
I will not let this world define me.