I am me and no one else
I was an empty book atop a shelf
My pages started out white as bone
Others try to write my tale
The story is mine and mine alone
It continues on without fail.
Each step I take, big or small, changes the flow
They added chapters but how it ends I'll never know;
Even when my life is through
Another saga begins anew.
In the end I must say
I wouldn't have it any other way.