I am me.
I was born to be a thunderstorm,
And my soul’s a starry sea.
I was never born to stay warm,
But I am without an anchor, and I am me.

I am me.
I am shards of iron and glass.
I am the howl of an animal that knows it’s free.
I’m a whirlwind of jagged ice.
I am a tameless tide, and I am me.

I am me.
I am the pirate at the helm.
I am the lost, restless sailboat, that longs for the sea
I am the endless, ever changing realm.
I am the storm at the heart of a sailor, and I am me.