Inside my self I wonder,
What is it, what will I be?
My teachers, friends and parents say
For now, I should be me.
Sometimes I am an artist
Sometimes a movie star
And sometimes a painter
who paints flowers and craters
Sometimes I am a missionary, helping the ordinary.
When I attend weddings, I wonder if I’ll marry.
Inside myself I wonder, what is it I will be?
Sometimes I have grown to learn that God has answered me.
I will accept my destiny.
*stephisticated*
**I wrote this poem way back when I was 12 years old. Ahh.. the memories..


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