I try different names,
And different faces;
I don't trust you;
And it makes you angry.
I can go wherever i want to,
But i'm simply walking this way.
I don't believe in truth;
Because it seems very uncertain.
As i walk alone,
I can see them laughing.
I don't care for them
Because i'm not me.
And i really love my ways...
Sunday, December 3, 2006
Sunday, November 5, 2006
What i'm not
I'm not me.
Sometimes I'm not even my shadow.
But whenever i take my complement
I always get my real self.
That's why i keep on saying:
I'm not what i am.
My life, my dreams...
Sometimes I'm not even my shadow.
But whenever i take my complement
I always get my real self.
That's why i keep on saying:
I'm not what i am.
My life, my dreams...
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