Clone

Wrote this piece sometime in October, while going through my social media updates… It has a potential of becoming a song one day.

What’s become of your life,
Is getting hard to recognize.
You wake up at midnight,
Not to talk, but theorize.

Those nights are so rare,
Since you go to sleep at dawn,
There is nothing left to spare,
You’ve become your own clone.

*Tell me, tell me, where you’ve been,
Show me things that you can see.
I would like to know them all –
World is big but i’m so small.*

I am running in the dark,
Trying to stamp on my mark.
Looking for the ways to grow –
Want to learn all that you know.

You are gone and I’m alone,
Maybe I’m my own clone?
Sorting memories and thoughts,
Finding things that I forgot.

*Tell me, tell me, where you’ve been,
Show me things that you can see.
I would like to know them all –
World is big but i’m so small.*

Night is gone and you’re asleep,
I can see your dream is deep.
You are traveling the world –
Fighting all its gloomy cold.

I will go, let you be –
In a way you’ll never see.
When you wake, don’t look for me –
Be yourself, just, simply, be…

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