My way

Waiting to be the natural me
I guess that is when ill be what i want to be
long hrs of confusion and mess
its time i collect it all and worry a bit less
its time i live my life i see my dream
its time i unleash wats left within me unseen
i guess the winds besides me shiver me at times
that is when the world doesnt seem to rhyme
how long will i drift along the bay
if i dont carve a path its here ill stay
higher i want to rise
but whats high is not precise
no more do i want to stray
its time to ride to the future.....my way

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