A stranger in the mirror,
Throwing back an icy stare.
A face unknown to me,
A mask, or truth that’s stripped down bare?

I seek
I search
I ask
Is there an answer

No poetry. No quotations.
Just a request.
If anyone out there has truly found themselves, please... tell me it can be done.

Sum!

The smartest among fools,
Or the fool among the wise?
Would I like to rule in hell,
Or be humble in the skies?

The softest, lost in rocks;
The round among the square.
What has fate for an oval brick,
Neither here nor there?

Empathy boom!

Somebody stick a needle in my side.
And I go boom! And I go boom!
A ton of intellectual thought and mind.
Waste! In vain! Wasteful vein.
Feel like quasi-pseudo, empty shell.
Lot of gas. Scrambled hash.

Somebody stick a needle in my mind.
Waste the shell! Vein the gas!
Somebody waste the scramble in my hash.
Empty mind. Quasi vain!
Somebody pseudo-scramble in my gas.
Boom go shell. Empty boom!