invisible free me...
what you see
is what I want you to see
the real me
is invisible and wildly free
my me
has been evolving for a half a century
my me
has been wading through the fog on a life lake of discovery
she has strained and was pained
but decided to never bow out
she was tossed and turned
and often bled and screamed out loud
the real me, the me in my now me
is part of the stick and the stones of the past
the real me, the me in my now me
is breathing the air which was always elusively there
what you see
is what I want you to see
the real me
is invisible and happy and wildy free
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