Mysteriously life's open secret
Hoping one day it will possibly beacon
But for future of itself or the will of others?
It oozes out dreams, emotion, pain and love from traces of its bittersweet past Each trace paying a price in the present
But for price of itself or the love others?
Leading it into overdrive
Burdened by the desire to live
Surrounded with the will to die
Did it find strength within itself or others?
It asks itself who am and yearns for a supply
Demands from within itself, the world, God, and uncertain future
Reasoning it's motivation
But for itself for others?
Telling itself I'm here alive and awake
but.... Did it lose itself?
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