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who am i
Born unto flesh like the rest, yet I Know not who or what I am.
Like any living thing I have mating urges yet it does not control me.
I hurt, bruise and bleed like anyone else, yet I find pleasure in physical pain.
Like any other I've got people around me I care about and love, but I don’t know how to show or express it.
I rarely feel emotions but when I do what I feel becomes so intense it could drive one insane.
I feel like I don’t belong in any social group, yet the masks I wear is so adaptable I can fit into almost any of them.
I don’t care for worldly materialism, yet I possess such items.
I hate money, yet I slave away like any other to earn it.
When will the time come for me to know who or what I am?
When will the time come when I’m able to fulfill my life’s purpose?
I’m alive yet I feel dead inside.
All I want to do at this moment is have the peace of mind for eternal rest
Like any living thing I have mating urges yet it does not control me.
I hurt, bruise and bleed like anyone else, yet I find pleasure in physical pain.
Like any other I've got people around me I care about and love, but I don’t know how to show or express it.
I rarely feel emotions but when I do what I feel becomes so intense it could drive one insane.
I feel like I don’t belong in any social group, yet the masks I wear is so adaptable I can fit into almost any of them.
I don’t care for worldly materialism, yet I possess such items.
I hate money, yet I slave away like any other to earn it.
When will the time come for me to know who or what I am?
When will the time come when I’m able to fulfill my life’s purpose?
I’m alive yet I feel dead inside.
All I want to do at this moment is have the peace of mind for eternal rest
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