I’m drifting…

My little world of lies is ending. I’m not sad, nor happy… i just exist. People know who they are, they always knew, they just realise it later. I need to feel that i’m alive and i don’t know how to do it. My face is smiling, my face is sad , but my brain doesn’t really represent.

I want to know why i was born.  I don’t think that i’m a peon in this world, nor its king. Kings lie too much, peons are worthless.

What am i?

I always thought that i’m a just an animal, a beast in this jungle. I will adapt and pretend.

What am i?

I don’t know.  Am i a bad person? I cheat, i lie, i manipulate, i kill souls. Am i a good person? I tend to care for others, i think about them, i think about what they think, i try to teach them new things.

If there was  a God, i would not exist. If there was a God, you wouldn’t know his ways therefore i would exist.

I’m drifting… i need help.

No.

I’m drifting… i love it.