I am who I am, but I'm not what I'll be.
I am what I am but I'm not who I was.
I am the fire that burns your fingertips
I am the rain that wets your toes
I am the wind that uncovers your roofs
I am the whisper in your ear when you're asleep
I am the song you're afraid to sing
I am a result of your mistakes
I am the sum of my choices
I am what I am
I am not what you think I am, nor what I think I am
I just am.
YOU ARE READING
Waiting For The End
PoetryI know what it takes to move on I know what it feels to lie All I wanna do is trade this life for something new Holding on to what I haven't got (Linkin Park, Waiting for the end) NOTE: I put this into Poetry because no other genre felt right, but t...
