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What About Me?
I spend my days doing what I can, helping out the others, when the crap hits their fan;
All my energy depleted for them, leaving me a shell of myself, a skirt with no hem;
Tears of pain and guilt and despair, wracked with shame, how is this fair;
I am the strong, they are the weak, but what about me, who do I turn to when I am meek;
The search for me leads elsewhere, humans are not capable, my spirit being relieves the fear;
Without my soul to guide me, I am lost, trapped in my condition drowning at sea;
So, what about me, I am free to be, the roots of my tree, with the fruits that I bear, free to choose which way to go, I can wither in despair, the answer is not here, trapped by the wear, my journey does not end, the destination is there.
What about me, I am the captain of my ship, drifting from port to shore, leaving my wake behind me and crying no more.