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Nightmares
Look in the mirror, who am I?
I don't remember who I am inside.
I could be someone, someone important.
I could be no one, an orphan.
I can't recall, this face of mine.
Who am I? I can't define.
People on the streets, bid me hello.
I reply. Are they someone I know?
They could be anyone, anyone indeed.
They could be no one, no one to me.
I can't recall their faces,
Who am I to forget their good graces.
I could be faceless and voiceless,
My good life could be choiceless.
What I hear and what I see,
Could be illusions just for me.
I can't recall the curse who left,
Who am I? Identity theft.
I don't remember who I am inside.
I could be someone, someone important.
I could be no one, an orphan.
I can't recall, this face of mine.
Who am I? I can't define.
People on the streets, bid me hello.
I reply. Are they someone I know?
They could be anyone, anyone indeed.
They could be no one, no one to me.
I can't recall their faces,
Who am I to forget their good graces.
I could be faceless and voiceless,
My good life could be choiceless.
What I hear and what I see,
Could be illusions just for me.
I can't recall the curse who left,
Who am I? Identity theft.
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