You
I think–therefore I am;
So then, who or what are you?
A meaningless collection of thoughts and phrases,
But what about the meaningful things you do?
I watch–therefore I foresee;
Do you understand me, psychically impaired?
An unfeeling collection of thoughts and actions,
But what about the meaningful things you declare?
Was it your lies; or your superstition that haunted you?
Was it yourself; or your confidence that daunted you?
Was it your talent; or your selfishness that thrilled you?
Was it yourself; or your addiction that killed you?
Lose faith–you can see what lies ahead.
Lose faith–but are you better off dead?
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