Every now and then, people tell me what I should be.
Some even say what I must be,
Even though that is what I hate to be.
I ask myself, ‘What do you want to be?
Is there a limit to what you can be?’
I dread not to be
The man that I could be!
Everyday, I strive to be
What I love to be,
Hustle for what I have to be,
Struggle for what I dare to be,
While hoping for what I dream to be
For truth be told that is all I care to be!
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