every day is flowing
into
another
going
who knows where?
who knows where?
who knows where my life will lead?
who is this person I call me?
every day I’m going
into
the day not knowing
what kind of day
the
day will be
every day
I’m going
into
the day not knowing
what
will I do?
who
is this person I call me?
will I feel glory?
will the day be boring?
will it be all doing chores?
will I, just once, touch the stars?
will I be too scared?
will I, just once, dare?
what is there to do?
when I’m not bored, I’m scared
or
I’m confused
what
kind of day
will
this day be?
what will I do?
who
is this person I call me?
every day I’m going
into
the day not knowing
what kind of day
this
day will be
I dream of glory
like
in a story
what will I do?
what
will be my story?
who will I be?
this
person I call me
every day is flowing
into
another
going
who knows where?
who knows where?
who knows where my life will lead?
who is this person I call me?
let there be glory
Elsa
January 23, 2004
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