Bend to its will.
Move or stand still.
Am I a person?
Or soul to distil.

Is this the real?
If i cannot feel .
Emotions aplenty
I found I could steal.

So lost on my way.
In this race for my say.
In this loosely fit  person suit
Roles did I play.

I can be you.
From the truth I will flee.
If only I ever
Looked Inward to see.

The false and the foolish.
A make-believe me.