My soul is everything that I am

I am everything my soul is 

Without my soul, I can't be anything

If I could have the chance to show someone I would

But I can't go as far as to force

Despite emotional deaths

I can manage

My soul is me 

When I am not it

It is me

My soul is composed of innate and burgeoning flames

These flames are what illuminate a room like no other w/ its blinding light

But it seems to be overlooked, but never denied

An exclusive soul

The only credible thing there is

Without it, who can I really be?

My soul is me

When I am not it 

It is me