Sometimes the divine power,
Sometimes the fame up the cliff,
Sometimes the maximum romance intensity,
Oh mind! What do you seek?
I've lost my identity,
Somewhere in this journey,
I am tired of this life,
this absurd life,
tired of this humdrumness,
tired of this hypocrisy,
I am going to be me now,
Which I never was
But I've never met me.
Have you? Who am I?
I am still a child,
with a heart,
which I can't rule of.
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