Grateful to be me

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I am not born rich,

I am not born royal.

I am not born ideal,

Life to me, isn't always loyal.


I am broke,

In the pockets and the heart.

I am not beautiful,

I may not be smart.


But I have life running through me,

I have my hands and legs safe.

I can walk,

I can run,

I can feel the water and the air.

I can think,

I can move,

I can be,

Who I want to be,

Painting my canvass anew. 


And when I think about those people

Who can't do any thing from these,

I feel grateful.

So, why should I be sad?

Why not stay the way I am,

A bit of mad but still me.

I have myself.

And reason to be grateful.

I am grateful to be me.



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