The question is?


Where is home?
The words on your phone?
Or the thoughts in your bones?
Who are you?
The person in your reflection?
Or the person you act to perfection?
How do you fight?
Do you fiercely charge holding a sword, hiding fear?
Or you disguise your manipulation behind a tear?
Why do you breathe?
A necessity of survival?
Or a prime need to fulfil?
What do you want?
To be like everyone else?
Or separate truth from false?
When will it be enough?
When the world loudly claps?
Or when you've run your laps?
The answer's yours.
It will change your course.
Or make you more lost.

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