To Me and Myself

You can't tell me 'if I were you'
So don't tell me 'here's what I'd do'!
I've been places you've never seen
Done things you could never believe!

Though now I might be just a draftsman
One day, I tell you, I'll be a master craftsman
The likes of which Lord Phaestus would be proud
One day, you will hear me shout it aloud!

I may be clumsy and my voice may crack
But give it some time and I'll be back
Back onstage in the Performance Hall
I'm coming back to give it my all!

Though I'm scrawny and live with the rats
Someday I know, I can hack and slash
My way through anywhere, just about
So don't tell me that I'm not allowed-

To be who I am, whether silly or young
I won't listen when you say I'm not strong
My bank account's empty and my repertoire too,
But in friends and in spirit, I've got more than you!

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Scarlatan, in the year 550 AF.