Just like every tough pill to swallow,
I lay still in this hollow.
Should I lead?
Should I follow?
Is it real or just zero?
If only the society can just shut it,
So I can listen.
For its only reasonable to ask the maker,
Why he made what he made?
Which constantly raise the question
Who am i?
What will my legacy be?
Lay your rays down father,
I'm lost and so alone.
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