The Beginning
Chris Williamson
Every night, I often reflect on myself
I reflect on the influence I have on others, and what kind of future I might be faced with
And what kind of person I have made myself
I often think that I shouldn't feel worried, and that I should never stop believing
What kind of person would I become? What kind of person will I become?
All of these questions, and yet, still no answers
And as I grow older, I need to remember the people who molded me
The ones who got me to where I am, the ones who helped me every step of the way
Because if I forget the ones that I care about, anyone who has had any influence on my life
Does that even really make me human?
These are the effects of self-reflection