Me, myself and I 
(The Wanderer)

He is an ordinary soul 
   who fantasize grasping 
   the distant stars
A curious being 
   that wanders to 
   the depth of chaotic wars
Perseverance is his weapon
    to unveil the truth
    in the worldly lies.
Solitude is where he found haven,
    fear not, for he doesn't have
     a heart of ice.
Camouflaging his very self 
   preserving his identity 
   in everyone's eye.

The wanderer may seem so 
   transparent and 
   open book
I speculate you never knew 
    what lies beneath his 
    eccentric outlook.
Beyond the cheerful character, 
    underlies  the question
    of his existence's matter.
If he could choose between 
    life and death -
    the wanderer would choose neither.
Because there was never
    in fact an exact answer
    to the shadow of a doubter.

Seventeen years of wandering
   yet his primary motive
   hasn't been found
The best way to illustrate the vagabond
   is that his nature is
   astonishingly round.
Nevertheless,  he was given a choice
    to choose between two 
    opposing paths
The carefree wanderer didn't condemn, 
   rather he made a new trail 
   as his task
Because he is unsatisfied 
   about the severed system that 
   constantly encompass. 

He who is filled with amusement 
   in his journey until his rendezvous
   with death
With a heart fond of the sand's touch 
   and the salty breeze of the sea -
   soaking wet.
Aiming to gratify his  parents 
   as they watch him become 
   a warrior of justice
Painting himself to become 
   a successful lawyer
   as he is his own life's artist.
Desiring to leave a legacy 
   that he lived his life completely
   without any sort of miss.