Full of Promise

[Snypiuer]

I was born with the soul of a singer,

But I never found my voice.

The words to my song

Never sung,

Never heard.

 

I have the the hands of a painter,

But I never put brush to canvas.

The beauty I imagine

Never painted,

Never seen.

 

My heart is that of a writer,

But I left my words unwritten.

The stories I create

Never read,

Never told.

 

And my spirit is one of greatness,

But I never had my grand adventure.

A life meant for so much more

Never realized,

Never lived.

[Preprise]

Very well done!

[Snypiuer]

Why, thank you very much!