Identity
Identity of I
The thought that made me
contemplate who ever I'd see
The vision was blur but yet
made me instigate whatever I
dreamed
To my friends and relatives who
eventually see the truth in me
By definition there's more to it,
made me question did it really
describe me
Not really, see I'm a loner
Do I smoke? Maybe let my
mind drain but doesn't make
me a stoner
Lost inside depths of a monster
that surfaces as I grow older
But just as I'm older, Me,
Myself and I bond closer
Despite the struggle and way
past the rumors and disses
I stay strong postponing the
thought of braking into a
million pieces
The idea of hope banished all
fears in which many rely
All my time invested in
questions asking who am I?
But really the question is...
Who are you?
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