Do you still think I am a stranger?

It is me,

In the form of shadowless matter.

I rush to arrive (nowhere)

only in a hurry to serve myself.

Do you still think I am a stranger?

It is me,

I follow the same daily pattern,

trudging in a small space.

Do you still think I am a stranger?

It is me,

Each second

Massless clouds of thoughts

I carry

Whose heaviness bends me down.

Do you still think I am a stranger?

It is me,

The way I behave

Attracts other people’s judgements.

Do you still think I am a stranger?

It is me,

I smile, cry, and laugh,

Behind the mask of falsehood.

I fear losing myself.

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