Letras
Why am I myself
Why are you you
The question, so old
But the answers, so few
In time, I saw every face of mine
I sat with mad kings, spoke to dervishes
Drank with Da Vinci
Nobody knew
The closer you get to the stars
The further you drift away from your God
Am I happy
Am I supposed to be
Just to know
Perhaps, I could risk it all
With more questions
This tapestry will conclude
I'm complicit in your suffering
I'm not a martyr, per se
I am you