What is it that makes my identity
What truly belongs to me
Is there anything at all
Or is it all just a fake morale
How do I see myself today
Is it any different from yesterday
Am I really befitting my life this way
Are my ambitions running astray
Why don’t I find in me
what ive been searching since eternity
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Friday, July 3, 2009
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