I am nice, I am bad
I am happy, I am sad
I am here, I am gone
I am right, I could be wrong...
I can smile, I can cry
I could see you just walk by
I can win, I could lose
I could fly high, if I choose...
I am the river, I am the sea
Its just tootough to be me
I am hated, I am loved too
I hate the dust, I love dew...
I wonder, I sleep, I run, I walk
I dream, I think, I write, I talk
I look at the sky, I question Thee
Why, is it so difficult to be me...
I am quiet, I am away
I might send no messge your way
Don't be disheartened, dont lose hope
My life, my friend, is all up slope...
I want to be the bird flying high
I want to be the baby who smiled just passing by
Their is but a long way to go
My tears are frozen, my feelings don't show...
I am confused, I am hurt
I've faced a lot and their's more dirt
I might be drowning but, I will learn
I'll forget it all and I will return...