Am I me?
Is it my shadow?
Or is it my reflection
Is it a mirage?
Or an inception
Is it the answer?
Or it’s the questions that’s unreal
Chasing the unreachable
Ignoring the possible
Living in the past
Worrying about future
Longing for perfection
Hiding away from your creature
Perhaps it is the illusion of life
Taking my time
Imagination, everything
Is it even worth it?
~Satwik Kansal