i stand here, to speak of myself, to a crowd deaf to their own voice. i stand here to speak for a purpose thats not mine. i raise my eyes to look at their numb faces. they sit silent, physically and mentally.
i am not here to deliver data. my name, height, weight or hobbies are not your corcern. i am not here to entertain, but the world is a stage where we perform. they weep, they laugh, they live, they love, or they don't. i stand at a distance and enjoy.
i stand amidst a human mob, i run against it, around it, but not with it.
i believe in angels, but i dine wih the daemons. i race with the devil from the gates of heaven to the gates of hell, but i enter none. i make love to nature day and night, it's my privilege.
i walk out, i make friends with darkness. and i come to light to speak to a crowd thats blind, they dont look beyond they see.
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xactly how i feel
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