A glimps of me

Perfect i am not.
Yet me being me i will never stop.
Living i am alive.
Never filled with to much pride.
Becoming i shall see.
How long it takes to be the final me.
I am only human.
As my feet benath me keeps on movin.
In my place in my time.
At ease with the answers that i find.
Well rounded here i am.
I am on my way doing what i can.
Only one amunst so many.
Fitting my shoes good and plenty.
Weak? Me? I am not.
Somewhere inside i have a sweet spot.
I am who i am as i try.
As n0rmal as the simplist peice of mind.
Unlike this world so unique.
Living life at my own precious speed.
Stubburn i do admit.
Yet in this day and age ones heart can be ripped.
Respectfully i give worth.
For words are never a blurt.
Restless in the souls creation.
I do not do well with intimadation.
N this is only a glimps me.
Think what u want from u i am free.

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