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who am i

Contributed by jawdeh on Sunday, 15th April 2007 @ 07:44:10 AM in AEST
Topic: anguished

Who am i?

Im down by the forest and I look inside in the pond, reflecting at my reflection, so ask my self, who am i?
Heading down to the lake, when no one is awake, with no one around, not even a sound, who am I?
Running through the park, not leaving any marks, while the tree branches shatter, but that doesnt matter, confused about my life, who am I?
Meditating about my past, looking for clues, striving real hard to pay my dues, who am I?
My mind is bogus, spinning in all directions, how badly I want a drug injection, so I ask myself, who am I?
People say Im crazy, they dont really care, do they know about my struggles, are they aware, who am i?
I hate this crap, will it ever change , the chaos in my life, it feels very strange, who am i?
I know too much, but where does it lead me, down a tough road, with nothing to feed me, who am i?
I see too much, wish it wasnt true, the temporal worlds cries, which gets me blue
a day without a quarrel, a death, and thunder, releases my mind as I begin to wonder
wonder if I accomplished anything at all, or were my failures harder than a wall
i feel like Im a star so high above the sky, thats invisible to everyones deceptive eyes
more farther than the moons, and no twinkle of light, not even a trace of warmth, no happiness in sight
Im floating in space, in love with the dark, now no one can mock me, or say a bad remark
i leave nothing behind, as I end my days, my life was meaningless, misled and astray
so what if I perish with only failures in my past, my success were never real, nor meant to last,
ive lived in a fantasy world for way too long, and refused to accept life, knowing thats wrong
a fantasy of ruling over humankind, and riches so much thats impossible to find
i acted so immature, and my intentions were in vain, so vile with mother earth, and people id disdain
now its time to end my life with no guilt, or regret, stepping in the next world, with my next life set

Copyright © jawdeh ... [ 2007-04-15 07:44:10]
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