My past is the ambiance
forever tattooed in the design
The wind carries unwanted whispers
while I journey through
the mazes of my mind.
Have I a made a mark in this world?
DoI have a purpose?
Why am I here?
Questions are like animations
dancing in rhythmical steps.
My present is my heart
crying to all the mistakes in an
Fragile teardrops has no answers
The inner me travels to
self- discovery and get tangled in a web of...
Where do I belong?
Have I been an influence?
Would I be missed if I left?
Questions are laughter reechoing
in the distance.
My future is vivid images
evoking before my eyes.
I wander inside myself
while I get lost in the emptiness.
The world is bleak as I
fumble around in the shadows
of my psyche.
Emotions are figures watching me
through the twilight zone
of my life.
Refrigerated by fear I realize one
question lingers in the air
leaving me paralyzed at
Who am I?
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