I think about my life all the time
Sometimes I think it stops on a dime
Sometimes I'm really sad
Still others I am very glad
I have so many emotions I don't know what to do
Sometimes I even come unglued
I fall apart and need fixing
I am mixing
Mixing my life with yours and yours with mine
I need to be like a windchime
I need to blow in the wind and be free
Free to be me!
If I'm not free to be me
Then who can I be?
 
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