Who Am I?
In my very purest state,
I am love and I am hate.
I am all that I can be,
I am nothing, I am me.
I am hope and I am fear,
I am getting out of here.
I am grown up I am a child,
I am roses growing wild.
I am lost and I am found,
I am crying on the ground.
I have lost all right to hope,
I have lost the will to cope.
I am mother, I am daughter,
I am dancing on the water.
You let me go and I am gone,
I am quickly moving on.
You are you and I am I,
So adios, au revoir, goodbye.
E. Suzanne Durell
Copyright ©2001 E. Durell
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