I do not want to live like this.
I do not want to be trapped in this place..
On this planet;
In this country;
In this body;
This is not who I am.
I am infinite:
Mass equals energy,
And energy never dies,
Only transfers.
Who am I?
What am I?
Surely not this..
This is not what I intend to be.
I am not merely a [hum]man,
But I am trapped as one,
Oh,
Trapped so tight.
I cry myself to sleep at night.
I wonder how,
And wonder might,
But then I just
close my eyes;
I hear a hum
And see nothing --
I am this,
But where am I?
I hear myself;
I hear my cry;
I taste my tears and dry my eyes;
My body as the vessel prize --
A chariot from skies above.
I wander now,
And wonder of,
But heed me now,
And give me bliss:
A life of free
And fragile kiss.
This is not me;
Me is not it.
Enclosed for now,
I throw a fit.
My life's a rit!
My life's a rit!
Every life,
It is here,
Then quit.
But you are me,
And I am it.
We are here now,
And so it is.
Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 1:28 PM UTC
I do not want to live like this.
I do not want to be trapped in this place..
On this planet;
In this country;
In this body;
This is not who I am.
I am infinite:
Mass equals energy,
And energy never dies,
Only transfers.
Who am I?
What am I?
Surely not this..
This is not what I intend to be.
I am not merely a [hum]man,
But I am trapped as one,
Oh,
Trapped so tight.
I cry myself to sleep at night.
I wonder how,
And wonder might,
But then I just
close my eyes;
I hear a hum
And see nothing --
I am this,
But where am I?
I hear myself;
I hear my cry;
I taste my tears and dry my eyes;
My body as the vessel prize --
A chariot from skies above.
I wander now,
And wonder of,
But heed me now,
And give me bliss:
A life of free
And fragile kiss.
This is not me;
Me is not it.
Enclosed for now,
I throw a fit.
My life's a rit!
My life's a rit!
Every life,
It is here,
Then quit.
But you are me,
And I am it.
We are here now,
And so it is.
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