can i be me

Can I live my life and not say a word Be silenced by a knife and not be heard Can I be an illusion and not be seen Like the conclusion of a magicians scene. Can I foresee the future and know what’s coming To grow and nurture, never to be mourning Can I fly high and sore the clouds Be in the sky and look down on the crowds. Can I be me without the hassle and pain Just be free of it all and only gain Can I just agree and never complain Always guarantee without all the disdain. Can I just be and let be, grow old full of glee No need to be on my knee, speaking my plea Can I stand as tall as a tree, not suffer gods decree I wonder will I ever just be me.