I may not be perfect but I can love. I can care with all my heart.
I can be stubborn sometimes but I know how to obey. Humble myself is not that hard.
I may be a dreamer but I can start from the low. From there I can get the stars I dream for.
I may be a critic but I know how to listen. And accept mistakes and shortcomings.
I may long for freedom but the responsibility I know. Limitations are always there.
I can smile and laugh, find the simple joys of life, but I know how to cry too.
I may be hard and composed outside but I also feel pain, pains that crush my heart.
I can be silent. But I know how to shout, how to sing, sing what’s inside, shout what’s on my mind!
I maybe a singer, a poet, a writer, a day dreamer or a philosopher, but for sure I will always be the simple me.
* * * * * * * circa 1999-2000 * * * * * * *