Define Me
Define Me!
Moth I be the man you ought,
or am I becoming him you thought
I should belongs?
Perhaps who throngs.
The course doesn't visibly tell.
For it has cost to the last drop of well!
Knowledge I know not where to cut cord,
Experience have lived less enough ford
Though must I have been like new maid
Sweeping to glitter with ambitious spade
Where they belong not nor throne a minute
Even in the mere of nobody that limit
Besides, am vocalness less to define myself
A being you gave all in yourself
And niceness owns none.
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