Who Am I?
When I started it was simple
I knew exactly who I was
Beautiful, pure, traditional
Inspired by what
I heard at church
But after some years I wanted more
Just an experiment, at first
Something bigger, deeper, more masculine
With more freedom; no centuries of rules
It was not as pure and clean
But this gave it more feeling
At first it was controlled
Until the new side of me caught up with the old
A year or so was spent in balance and harmony
But now people ask who I am, who I want to be
Who am I?
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