Too Late to Be Born -

This is my word

Against my own thought

This is my style

Which I don’t like

This is my hell

The devil’s it is

This is my song

Or listener’s is

This is my choice

Or yours it is

This is my life

Or voodoo’s of me

On my bookshelf

Unfinished books

Who am I now?

Where is the truth?

Part of the crowd

Team or a couple

Where do ‘I' stop

Where do ‘we' start

What am I now —

Me, or another

Where do I find

Authentic I

This is my luck

I failed at its core

I saw a knight

But he turned a girl

I have a plan

But it has no chance

My tale has an end

But where do I stand?

This is my place

I lose myself here

This is my grace

Decayed as it is

I am too tired

I can do it all

I will be fired

Too late to be born!

Part of the crowd

Team or a couple

Where do ‘I' stop

Where do ‘we' start

What am I now —

Me, or another

In flames I find

Authentic I