I am the wind,
Without a source.
I am the angel
With no wings
I am a mirror,
with no reflection.
I am a bird,
That cannot fly.
I am a secret,
Never a lie.
"You can do it!"
I am breathless,
not speechless.
I am a drum,
with a loud beat.
I am a book,
Unfinished.
I am a rebel,
With a cause.
" You will make it"
I am scarred,
With no wounds.
I am a Pit bull,
Unafraid.
I am a future,
Without a past.
" The chance is yours"
I am bright,
Yet dark.
I am strong,
But weak.
" You are great"
I am me,
Who are you?
I am the wind,
Without a source.
I am the angel
With no wings
I am a mirror,
with no reflection.
I am a bird,
That cannot fly.
I am a secret,
Never a lie.
"You can do it!"
I am breathless,
not speechless.
I am a drum,
with a loud beat.
I am a book,
Unfinished.
I am a rebel,
With a cause.
" You will make it"
I am scarred,
With no wounds.
I am a Pit bull,
Unafraid.
I am a future,
Without a past.
" The chance is yours"
I am bright,
Yet dark.
I am strong,
But weak.
" You are great"
I am me,
Who are you?