Everyone has their own gift to the world
Most of us just don't know it yet
But all of us bring a special quality to the world
That nobody but us can
My problem is I do so much
I don't know what's the special part of me
I sing, paint, write, dance, sew, and it's just too much
But it's all I can do
All that I need is a sign that tells me where to go
And I'll be able to guide my life
All I need is some one to tell me that's where to go
But nobody seems to be there for me
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The Few (Random Poetry)
PoetryPoetry from my screen Poetry to your screen Poetry from me Poetry to you I got bored And wrote The Few
