Glory in all its splendor, glorified to me, who
am I to be.
I am what I am, and to some not good enough.
To others I could be better.
People casting stones, of superficial, intellectual,
contemporary, unimaginary, undesirable style.
Who am I, I am me... I am special can't you see.
I hide behind no big words, no pretenious ways.
For I am what I am.
I am your imagination, taking hold of what
is called your reality.
your wants, your dreams, your everything.
I am here to set you free. For I am me.
And that is you.
Written By:
Donna Le
3/99
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