Trying to find me

To be what I want to be

Oh, just to be what I want to be

And not be what people see….

I wish to be what I wish to be

I wonder what it would be like

If on an island I chose to hide

With no one to see who I be

Who, then, would I wish to be….

And I wonder if I be THE ‘be’

And be someone for all to see

Would that make me happy ‘bout me?

To be where everyone wishes to be?

And I twist and I turn

And I mull and I churn

And I look beyond and within

But who I am, I do not yet see….

Pray say, who do I want to be?