I am
I am
The more I learn
The more I forget
The more I see
The less I care
Has the world come to
An endless well
Were time has left us
A ticking spell?
Is truth forgotten?
Has it lost it's value?
Is someone keeping it
His ancient wealth?
The more I follow
The more I ask
The more I fear
The less I'm Free
Should I ask?
Should I share?
Or should i leave
The fellows blind?
Am I Mad?
Is it thoughts
Binding my logic?
Or is it truth
Trying to be called?
The more I seek
The more I find
The more I discover
It's just my mind
Is it real?
Is it here?
Have gone insane?
Peaceful at place?
Is it truth?
Is it lie?
Is this life?
Is this death?
The more I learn
The more I follow
The more I seek
The less it's real
I am, I am
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