On quiet reflection I think
Of what it means to be me.

I sit and think...
And think some more
Of all of the things
I want to see in me.

On quiet reflection I think
Of what I want of me.

I ponder and ponder...
And ponder more
On all the ways to
Change, grow, live.

On quiet reflection I think
Of where I eventually want to be.

I dream, and I dream...
And I dream some more
Of what I see in
The not so distant future.

On quiet reflection I think
Of what it means to live as me.

I sit and think...
And think a lot more
Of the person I am now,
And the one I was before.

On quiet reflection I think
Of all the love given to me.

I cry and I cry...
And I cry some more
With happy tears for those
Who have always seen me.

On quiet reflection I sit and think
Of all the love I give to thee.

I laugh and laugh in
Happy joy of all of
The friends I embrace,
Those of my growing family.

On quiet reflection I think
Of all that I am.

I sit and I think
Of all the things that
Make up me, and I think
It's not so bad to be me...
~Raven
2 November 2007