Writers 
I may have a different path to take
But the fire in the midst of it,
The same heart that dreamed in silence,The same heart that dreamed in silence,
Still beats when there's sunshine and rain.
Time has molded my world around me,
My perspective on life has been formed by experience,
But it was the energy that sustained me on my way.
Is not yet dead and untrue.
I've lost a few guys,
I have acquired some,
Some chapters were left behind me,
While new ones came into view.
I absorbed the lessons from all my mistakes,
I passed through all the pains,
And all storms I walked I passed through.
Helped me get ready for the transition.
They might say, "you've changed,
Perhaps that is so,
But, do not forget changing is not changing.
The old man I knew.
I still laugh the same,
I still dream with the same fire,
I still believe that tomorrow,I still believe that tomorrow,
Can get me even higher.
The situation could be different,
The setting can be foreign,
But where the spirit began it journeyed
Is still, is still, is still, carrying me through.
So let the world talk,
Significantly, allow each new chapter to come into being.
I'm still the same old guy,
Just a better story to be told.
The same energy, a different story,
One heart, many dreams.
I never ceased to be myself,
Just grew into myself.