I am...

I am a writer with a mixed-up, muddled mind.
I wonder how the Earth would be if everyone were kind.
I hear the pain and fury of the world.
I see a loveliness in every wretched boy and girl.
I want to be free, in that, happiness I will find.
I am a writer with a mixed-up, muddled mind.

I pretend, everyday, that I am someone else.
I feel confused about every emotion I have ever felt.
I touch the sky, as I reach for independence.
I worry my whole life will be one big inconvenience.
I cry as I feel I’ll always be left behind.
I am a writer with a mixed-up, muddled mind.

I understand that life is never ever fair.
I say everyone should learn to love and live to share.
I dream my future won’t be teeming with dreariness and pain.
I try to live my life as if I have the world to gain.
I hope, to burning passionate love, I’ll never be blind.
I am a writer with a mixed-up, muddled mind.