Enigma, free to be me,

Build an image from below,

Above or out far,

Able to see each one,

An enigma in everyone,

Looking through the mirror,

Close up to our souls,

Our number one,

Knowing who we are,

Always a different one,

Never the same are we in love or fear,

Aspiring to be one of everyone,

Happiest are those,

That accept fates as they arise,

As each new babe cries,

In fear of being alone,

Never loved.