For I Myself
Alienation and Self-Discovery: Unraveling Human Complexity
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Wishing one could fall beyond the gaze of mankind
Desire to escape the scrutiny of society
Round and round she goes it be a trap of the mind
Life's patterns can ensnare the mind
Orbiting the earth above the clouds, out of my hands
Feeling disconnected from control, beyond reach
For I myself feel alien to the wicked ways of humans
Sense of being different from the cruel nature of humans
Respect my body, you expect
Request for respect for one's body
What other purpose could I serve?
Questioning one's purpose beyond physical appearance
They teach us words and looks can kill
Learning that words and looks can harm
And we get what we deserve
Implying consequences based on actions
Weary with this weight, you snap
Struggling under pressure until reaching a breaking point
Oh sister, watch your back
Advising someone to be cautious
For I myself a woman, I know too well the beaten path
Identifying as a woman familiar with societal struggles
We tried to keep her, mend and teach her
Efforts to help someone, but they couldn't be saved
Secrets far and few
Knowledge kept hidden and limited
But she got lost amid the crossfire and burnt
Person lost amidst conflict and destruction
Now who might that be rising from the depths of your despair?
Questioning an enigmatic figure emerging from despair
Gilded eyes, tucked behind her ear, vermillion hair
Describing a mysterious, striking appearance
I know not who she is, her face is different, unsure
Admitting ignorance about the figure's identity
For I myself am just a man I know not the ways of her
Confession of lack of understanding about someone different
Now who might that be rising from the depths of your despair?
Reiteration of an enigmatic figure arising from despair
Reflected back to you, it be thine own vision fair
Suggesting self-reflection in facing an unknown but familiar image
The fear of unfamiliar eyes, take nothing from strange hands
Fear of the unknown, caution against unfamiliarity
For I myself am just a child, I know not the face of man
Admitting innocence and lack of knowledge about adulthood
The book of knowledge gathers dust, forever sitting on the shelf
Commenting on untapped knowledge about oneself
For you my friend are just a man who knows nothing of himself
Highlighting ignorance about one's true self
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