I've no idea yet
when the ideas for out I'll come out and name it
what my plans are and who I am
what I think and what I want to do
who I want to be,
what I want to be
nothing comes to mind
and all I can do is stay cheerful
and be me.
I still may make mistakes
I may be a bit arrogant
I may be lonely
in this solitude that wreaks havoc in my mind
I'll keep moving as I always will
no matter what,
in death I end
but as I live
I move
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