When I'm by myself
And I close my eyes
I'm a boom box ready to play
I'm a meadow going to sleep
I'm a forest full of dreams
I'm a volcano ready to erupt
I'm a clover looking for luck
I'm a chameleon from time to time
But I'm a sun ready to rise
I'm a person who likes to rest
I'm a person who tries their best
I'm a person who likes to rhyme
I'm a bird trying to fly
I'm whatever I want to be
And anything I care to be
And when I open my eyes
What I care to be
Is me

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Where The Wind Blows
PoetryHey guys this is soulsearcher 101. And this is a new thing I'm doing .Ummm this isn't a book but some poems that I've done over the years soo...I hope you guys like it and these just really came from my heart.