I have lived
But
Never have i lived my life
As my own
As it should have been
Lived

I have existed
But
Never have i mattered
Never did i have meaning
Nor what i did ever
Mattered

I have run
I have cried
I have felt raindrops on my cheeks
As they fell
On and on

As i have wandered
A ghost
A shell
A copy
Just out of a machine
Lying on the floor
Never to be pondered

I have seen
I have heard
I have read
Magnificent stories
Where i could have
Been

I have slept
I have dreamt
Of my past
My days
Which could have been
Better spent