tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36448916635793677042024-03-05T08:24:32.205-08:00Simply AnnabellSimply AnnaBellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063648530321629274noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644891663579367704.post-2420349197036067692012-08-01T08:12:00.000-07:002012-08-01T08:13:06.013-07:00Consequences<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="color: #666666;"><b>consequences definition:</b><b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"> </b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;">Something that logically or naturally follows from an action or condition</span> </span></div>
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<b><u><span style="color: #666666;">Consequences</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">For every action there is a reaction </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">A consequence to face</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">But those scars you cut </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">That’s where they stay </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">That woman you killed </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Still lays buried in a grave</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">And yet, still now you stand afraid of the consequence you
face</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Though a motherless child</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Bares the cross of those action</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">You now call a mistake </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">So she too lives with the consequence everyday </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Years down the line </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">You’ve done your time</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">And you still can’t look at yourself in the mirror</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Without seeing all your wrongs</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Wrongs that no time can undo</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Still living with the choices you made</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">The consequences,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;"> The price you’ll
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<span style="color: #666666;">For every action there is a reaction</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">But these actions are yours to take</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">So think before you cross that line </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">There is no cause without effect</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">So think before you cross that bridge</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">That the path you follow is not one with consequence and
regret</span></div>Simply AnnaBellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063648530321629274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644891663579367704.post-84417232168612865222012-03-18T10:35:00.002-07:002012-03-19T15:19:06.329-07:00Twin Poem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAy99rSMf3vPtTmMlJ2DqQ9CeWmOdUILgyB93IC2gDDzQiLikm4iiPLxyZtcf6jlVSVIcZsUwsVOZjdgnZZOzgG4kWT6mcV5UZycs-bmo7_B516bHg7b40pCHZ5e_J7_sARXevWplC-g/s1600/IMG_0213-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAy99rSMf3vPtTmMlJ2DqQ9CeWmOdUILgyB93IC2gDDzQiLikm4iiPLxyZtcf6jlVSVIcZsUwsVOZjdgnZZOzgG4kWT6mcV5UZycs-bmo7_B516bHg7b40pCHZ5e_J7_sARXevWplC-g/s320/IMG_0213-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><u><span style="color: #444444;">Inspiration For This Poem</span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">I was inspired this poem because of the relationship I have with my twin sister. Like most sisters we have developed close bond over the year and I value her thoughts and opinions in my life. i wrote this poem for her as a representation of our relationship through my eyes. I hope this poem captures the connection that twins/sisters can have. A feeling of love,friendship and trust that is developed in a sisterly relationship. An understanding of sisterhood - <i>sisters by chance friends by choice</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i><br />
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</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;"><b><u>Twin Poem</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;"><span lang="EN">Born on the same day,</span><b><u><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></u></b></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Born of the same one,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Unique in our way,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Different yet the same, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">“Can you hear each other’s thoughts?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">“Can you feel each other’s touch?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">People would make such a fuss<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">But it really didn’t bother us too much <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">A bond not easy to explain<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">It’s stronger than any friendship<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Sisterly love in its highest form<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Shoulder to shoulder together we walk<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Step by step together we go<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Hour on end together we talked <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">And when last hour has come <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I can barely remember dear sister, where we began <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">There nothing about myself that you do not know<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">So many asked me, “Do you any feel different?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I answer no <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Its a lie I have frequently told<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">But why I lie I do not know<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">How could I not feel different? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Flip a coin and you could call it luck<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Ask god and he’d say you were his gift to me<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">But no coin could decide <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Nor no faith answer why<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">A puzzle of two halves <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Without you twin there is no me<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I look at you and see another version of me <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">And weather your in the next room <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Or half way across the world <o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">You always be in my corner<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">And I’ll always be in yours<o:p></o:p></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_327781950"><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">a poem of love and how it can effected a person and poem that very close to my own heart. This poem tells a story of a person who has fallen in love with another, it gives a perspective of a relationship in which you can tell that one is undoubtedly and irreversibly in love with the other. I wanted to show how a attraction and connection with someone can cause us to feel passion and exhilaration for another being to heighten degree. As affectionate and loving beings we look to find that same connection and compassion in someone else, which enables us to see there qualities and become attracted to them. In loving relationships are heart is often in control, this leave us exposed and vulnerable. Love allows us to give our heart, desire and trust to another person, which leave defenceless and open to hurt and pain, especially when those feelings are not reciprocated.This poem is a poem of<b> love and heartbreak</b> and shows how much of a thin <u>line</u> there is between the two.</span></div>
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<b><u><span style="color: #444444;">YOU</span></u></b></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">From the moment we meet I knew you were the one for me.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You were my sweetheart,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You understood,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You listen when no one else would,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You held out your hands to catch me if I fell,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You gave me no doubt that if there was a problem </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You where the one i could call,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">When I was broken </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">It was you who mended me,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">It was you who whispered word of sweet compassion </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">That would never fall upon deaf ears,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You sent those tingles down my spine, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You made me laugh </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">With those cheesy chat up lines,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You made the sun, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You made the star, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">Just that much brighter, by being who you are, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You were more than I could of ever expected,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">When the burden was heavy</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">And life was a blur </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You put everything back in perspective,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You made me feel like you number one girl,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">As cliché as it sounds </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You made me feel like I was on top of the world,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">And it funny quickly the world can come crumbling down</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You left, no word, no reason, no explanation no sound,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You left no goodbyes, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You put these tear drops in my eyes, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You turned my blue into grey,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You turned the sun into a cloudy day, </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You will move on and I will stay the fool,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">You could never love me the way I will always love you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"><a href="http://simply-annabell.blogspot.com/">Simply-Annabell</a></span></div>Simply AnnaBellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063648530321629274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644891663579367704.post-52017847079991854282012-01-23T11:43:00.000-08:002012-02-20T16:09:19.012-08:00Judgement<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><u><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><b>Description of poem</b></span></u></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;"><b><i>-definition of judgement-</i></b><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;"><i> </i></span></b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%;"><b><i>The capacity to form an opinion by distinguishing and evaluating</i></b></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;">I wrote this poem to raise a issue that I know affected me and may affect others. Judgement of people is a way of the world and I understand that forming judgement about the people around is natural as we all form opinions on people sometimes without even knowing them. </span></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; line-height: 115%; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit;">I believe there is a thin line in which judgement of others or forming an opinion of someone can become diminishing to their character in a negative way, such as how they look or personal decision they have made for themselves but it’s pointless to expect that people don't make judgement like these all the time. However I feel that line is crossed when people feel they have the right to inexplicable place judgement or label others by telling them, or enforcing your opinion on them unnecessarily (e.g ghetto, chav, ugly, stupid while you aren’t god nothing can make you qualified enough to past these judgements on other and if you think you are perhaps you want take a look at yourself and ask yourself </span></span><b style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%; text-align: center;">WHAT OTHERS MUST THINK OF YOU</b><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%; text-align: center;">). for a while I allowed others judgement of me to effected in such a way that I try to change myself to please others but I soon realised those people don't have the right to impose their view on me and I hope this poem demonstrates that.</span><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><u><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #444444;">JUDGEMENT</span></span></u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Judgement seem to be such a human trait </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">But humans are imperfect creatures </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">So should we be excused for placing our negative thoughts and judgement on anyone we choose? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Perhaps insecure with ourselves </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Were always on the attack </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Shooting out opinions as if they are facts </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Starring eye they’re glaring </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Glaring eyes they’re starring </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Look around, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Now they’re judging me </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Now won’t you tell me what your judging eyes see? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Yet your perception could cross as deception </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Deluded in your beliefs </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">You have past them on, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Now your judgement becomes my judgement of me </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Your imperfect self </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Somehow expects perfection in everyone else </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">In your own way you stand and play god </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">But you’re at a lost, and you must play the fool to </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">Because there is a real god and he will be judging you to </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">be careful with your judgements, because judgement day will come </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">And those judging eyes will be judging you to </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;"><i>S<a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09063648530321629274">imply-Annabell</a></i></span></div></div>Simply AnnaBellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09063648530321629274noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644891663579367704.post-29197974082163106442012-01-21T10:38:00.000-08:002012-02-20T16:02:53.698-08:00Who Am I?<div style="text-align: center;"><u><b><span style="color: #444444;">Description of this poem?</span></b></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444;">when writing this poem I took the opportunity to ask myself the question who am I? at a time in my life where I was beginning to understand about world and people around me. This gave me the chance to reflect on what makes me the person I am and to think about the person I was becoming and the person I would intend to become. i believe if these two things match then that is healthy foundation to start to build the bricks that make me the person i want to be. It is important for us as people to assess the world and people around us but to also take the time to evaluate and understand the person we are.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDLylM4xGVqPtLaBC0wBPWneufuOt67qGPczp89f3_NQsqr4cglJfk0gIdCJyZSVjXZPrdg122EZaKgd1NU4kR5VqfLC-T4GoMAp_GEgLxo8F7NCmGepPPnLK4RJ_Qcj09wZ3yHPC_hUg/s1600/mirror_reflection_by_kimracequeen-d3g4z27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="216" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDLylM4xGVqPtLaBC0wBPWneufuOt67qGPczp89f3_NQsqr4cglJfk0gIdCJyZSVjXZPrdg122EZaKgd1NU4kR5VqfLC-T4GoMAp_GEgLxo8F7NCmGepPPnLK4RJ_Qcj09wZ3yHPC_hUg/s320/mirror_reflection_by_kimracequeen-d3g4z27.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><u><span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: #444444;">WHO AM I?</span></span></u></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Someone one once asked me, who am I? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I turned to them and I replied <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I'm just me, that's all I can be<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Now I know that isn’t true <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Take a look in the mirror, whose looking back at you,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I saw a beautiful courageous young lady, a little unsure, a little confused<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">But ask me who am I?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">And I’ll be sure to tell you,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I'm whoever I want to be<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I have my own dreams, I make my own destiny <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Who am I? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">I'm still finding out <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Who am I? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">that's something you ought to think about<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Who am I? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN"><span style="color: #444444;">Who are you?</span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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