According To The Plan
Sometimes, when I'm feeling grande
I remember that
I am the way I am
according to the plan
Sometimes, I feel as small as a mouse
because
I couldnt measure up to that man
but
I must remember that
I am the way I am
according to
the plan
and
Sometimes, I want to stretch my hand
all accross this land
climb up to the high place
far above the human race
but
I must remember
that I am were I am
according to the plan
Sometimes, I feel all alone
when I think that he is gone
it chills me down to the bone
but
I still do all I can
according to the plan
we all have a life to live
I know it's true
you have yours
and
I do too
someday, we will all
see that man
According to the plan
HC Holbert
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