I am a circus, a collection of oddities My neurons and electrons are the performers My heart the ringmaster The world my audience
I am a familiar home, a shoulder to cry on At least to those who know me Come on over, if you're feeling down I'll try to help, but no guarantees
I am a puppet of society, a marionette to be exact Going through motions and routine day to day Thinking to be free Yet controlled by silent fingers hiding in the shadows
I am the ocean, with an unpredictable nature Depths of guilt and littered emotion Quick to retreat, quick to anger, quick to quiet Cautious, considering, constant, always watching
I am the better half of the devil, aren't we all? The choice of good or evil Walking a path of light and darkness Choose, choose, but don't choose wrong
I am like any human out there, yet not I have a purpose of my own Something to do, something to change For better or worse, who knows?
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