Who I am?

The things around me are just a facade

things that wilt, dreams that fade

the weeks pass me by, things remain

gathering dust, spiralling the drain

Who I am? I'll never know

the places I seek, the places I go

I'll never step foot in the land that I seek

Daring to venture, wanting to speak

Cast the mask aside to show my true form

another lie, another story born

Who I am? I don't want to tell

destined for heaven, yet living in hell.

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