Identities, my own, too numerable to mention, all clinging to me~
Longing to just be, free from who I think I am~
How do I fit in?
Trying to find a way to relax in this world, with you~
I want the separate view to be gone~
I want to be comfortable with you~
We talk… this and that… chit-chat~
I say… I am this and I watch you to see what you think~
I observe you to see how you react~
If there is discomfort, then I will change my story…
So that I will feel OK, so that you will feel OK~
We find a common thread… a mutual illusion~
Am I lying, am I deceiving you, am I deceiving me???
The programming kicks in…I watch the mind~
How do I look?
Oh my GOD, I’m naked… singing songs of separation~!
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