
I walk through, corridors of grey, as the light bleeds from the sky, and the night steals the day
I move alone, through shadows unseen, an ethereal creature, a heavenly being
I drift through the world, loved yet despised, twisted and tormented, with no alibi
I hunger for something, I will never find, because the truth is an alien, and the inhabitants are blind
I wander through worlds of colour and light, of mysteries unspoken, and eternity's plight
I am everything, and nothing, I am all that I am, I am free to be me, I belong to no man
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