Living on the edge.
between winter and spring.
do or don't.
Sleep or staying awake.
and so am I.
I am living on the edge of myself.
who am I
and who am I going to be - to show - to present
to the world.
everybody's chasing down inner freedom.
and so am I.
Changing faces & masks,
but staying the same behind,
so am I.
and nothing more or less,
than what I am presenting to the world.
I am what I look like.
I am me.
I am a product of my own evolution - of my own invention - I am my own factory.
xx Julez
xx Julez
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