Alter Ego
Is it love that made me become a fall guy to alter ego?
Or my sober search for all truth behind those random emotions
Could I convince myself of the extreme pleasure and happiness?
When the ground beneath my feet turns to sand with its uncertainty;
Is it a crisis of relationships I never foresaw?
Or a total disbelief within its wonderful existence
Could there be darkness in jealousy before the breaking of light
Like a bolt of hope dead before the night descends with the black clouds.
Is time the eternal truth playing to mimic our future actions?
Imprisoned within its unique reality, our fourth dimension!
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