What it is that I do and do not do,
I have been placed here, to witness
The fall and the rise,
the rising sun and the setting one,
mute watcher is what I am eventually
I live in a lie, and face the turmoil, discomfort
Why do I continue like this, why I do not
Show my lies the fact that they never existed
It was the truth all the way playing with itself
A play It is, born out of nothing

Azal