I am

In the cold winter evenings

and the eerily raining nights,

I have been and to be,

and filled my mind

with an empty, thinker's dream.

*

If it be that the moon

never chases its seer,

And the old never forgets

Their youthful days.

*

Remember!

that I am what I am,

Not what you made be,

and I am who I am,

not the person in the mirror of society.

*

If it be that our reality

is governed by the dwellers of the unknown

and our emotions are driven

by the short sights of a traveler.

*

Take note!

that I am what I am,

Not what you made be,

and I am who I am,

not the person in the mirror of society.

*

I have focused so much

on the ghosts of my hours,

that I have forgotten

about the colors of green, yellow, and brown

and the cocoons of true love.

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So, if it be that my existence is a myth,

and my identity is a mirage,

I still believe!

that I am what I am,

Not what you made be,

and I am who I am,

not the person in the mirror of society.