I am not what others
think me to be
But I am what I think
Myself to be ...
I am not what others
Hear from me when I speak
I am what I speak to myself
In my conscience mirror
I am not of smile
Visible on the face
I am of tears
That never show a trace
I am not of the weakness
that others see
I am strength
Known alone to me
I am not what
Life destined me to be
But I am what
I desire my life to be
I am not what mere words describe me
But I am what
Silence speaks aloud
Yet I , me ,myself
Is still mystery to me......
think me to be
But I am what I think
Myself to be ...
I am not what others
Hear from me when I speak
I am what I speak to myself
In my conscience mirror
I am not of smile
Visible on the face
I am of tears
That never show a trace
I am not of the weakness
that others see
I am strength
Known alone to me
I am not what
Life destined me to be
But I am what
I desire my life to be
I am not what mere words describe me
But I am what
Silence speaks aloud
Yet I , me ,myself
Is still mystery to me......