Wonder what they say I was

If I did not start off this way.

They say I was something invisible,

Light enough to be blown by the wind.

Wonder how I managed

To become what I am today.

Wonder what I was

That I turned out so beautiful.

Was I a pretty whale in the ocean?

Was I a rose flower a beloved kept?

Was I lioness that grew into a princess?

Was I a young lion that grew into a prince?

Wonder how I managed

To become what I am today.

Wonder what I was

That I turned out mean and vengeful.

Was I a shark that couldn’t stand blood?

Was I a thorn in the flesh?

Was I a snake that couldn’t forgive?

Was I a scorpion that always wants to offend?

Wonder how I managed

To become what I am today.

Wonder what I was

To be loved by so many.

Was I a mermaid in the ocean?

Was I a sunflower that glowed in the sun?

Was I man’s best friend?

Was I a horse they loved to ride?

Wonder how I managed

To become what I am today.

Wonder if the journey ends here.

I hope it doesn’t.

Will I turn into something else?

Or grow old and wither away.

Do I have a choice what I turn into?

I wish I do, I wish I do have a choice.

Wonder what I would like to be,

What would I be?

Wish I could turn into a pool of water

On a hot summer day,

A rose flower that a beloved will kiss,

A lion and lead a pride.

Wish I could turn into air

That is needed by all races,

Something colorless,

Picasso that would be cherished,

Wish I could turn into love, love agape.

Wonder what you would wish to be.

Would you be my flower if I turn a plant?

Would you be my wings if a turn a bird?

Would you be my legs if I turned a horse?

Would you carry me far away from man?

Would you make my wishes your commands?

Wonder what I was

If I did not start off this way.

Wonder if the journey ends here.

I hope not, wish I could turn again.

Am I going to end here?

Or this is just part of the cycle.

The ever changing cycle,

That never ends.

Wonder what I will wake up as.

Will I wake up still a man?

Will I wake up feeling different?

What I was I know not,

And what I will be is a mystery.

Will I just die and turn into

The worms the rotten turns into?

AA