You.
Yeah you.
Who had a clue.
That you were so perfect.
Just for being you .
Now me .
See me.
Me, myself and I.
We have no disguise.
I am free and filled with glee.
Just by being simply me.
But they.
They can stay.
Stay their own way.
So delay tl
The way
They display themselves.
Which is cliché.
For you are too bring
Out a new day by being you.
And me being me.
See.
Now how hard could that be.