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Life is a plan, and it sets out as a plane
So it formed living beings so it constructed me, 
From my psyche to my ego so i wear clothes, 
My Hoodie as a cape and 
My cap as a helmet to protect my mind from the harsh environment, 
My eyes shine so i wear shades and they project a force field 
To help me counter obstacles so I see clearly,
I got super sensitive ears to hear 
those false statements made by individuals,
My back as iron so nobody backs stabs me ,
From one to two, and my favorite number 
thirty two to spending my last days with you, 
numbers are endless and my age represent 
infinite number of possibilities,
Garments as disguises to help me blend  with society, 
So I look colorful and I stand out brightly, 
To walking around so I never feel my feet
So tired that my lungs clench,
And I run just to prove that point
that I'm a super being,  
saving animals to show you that I care, 
Giving donations to show you that I have heart,
I stand in the rain so I feel the cold,
My skin as paper so it just soaks  ,
From the top to the ground, 
How the anchor drops,
My feet hurt so I walk on my hands
Gloves as socks and my head just swings,
Tears falling out of my eyes
A man shouldn't cry!
but I'm standing upside down,

Love as an emotion and hatred as a sin
The confusion of living and I'm stuck in between,
Legs as antennas' so i sense vibrations 
Those frequencies set for my mind 
From there to here and here to there,
The wide plane, to me flying higher than an airplane,
I'm a rocket being, a seeker  
I see and i prophesize the future,
Body as a computer, mind as a hard drive 
So my personality is an operating system,
I receive protocols and i transfer data to other working stations, 
backing up information to processing instructions 
for the next output, what you input is what 
you'll get so my CPU just crashed,
From being played on air to being played always, 
The gates open and you receive your bill
That's checkmate,

Strangers as friends, friends as family
And i trust everybody, 
From my spirit to my ego
To being afraid of people,
The mass as me, 
me as the mass so we all equal 
Standing strong and supported by gravity
Studying hard so i pass easily,
From the past to the present
Yes I'm gifted !
My life as a lane and a memory as a movie, 
switching on the TV
I watch carefully and i make sure that i sit comfortably,
Living the life while watching my life
What a good movie.
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