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What I am
What I am not
Part man
Part God
Part spiritual astronaut
I'm the worst Christian
A novice Buddhist too
My feet end up where my hands want to be
Every time I think I've got a fucking clue
I'm probably better rejected
Than I am a success
Haven't had many chances to test that theory though
Amidst all this mess
I'm a clever alcoholic
Closet gaming nerd
With the capacity of a hero
And the willpower of a turd
I'm a mystical creature
Living in an unknown ocean
Yet I hardly know my self
Despite this all this devotion
To become more aware
To become more aware
Acquire a set of growth tools
Meyers Briggs, DiSC, Enneagram
Or whatever Twitter says is currently cool
I'm getting tired of waiting
For clarity to draw near
Like she's angel in a detectives suit
With the information I need to hear
I think I'm finally waking up to the reality at hand
That I'm just scratching the surface
I think we're probably all just scratching the surface
Pretty sure we're just scratching the surface
WRITERS
Benjamin Thomas
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