There’s another me that lives inside
it’s also called my soul
It’s different from the one I see
and it’s story yet untold
As it struggles to gain sanity
Like a moth beating wings at a flame
I feel the inner rumbleย
like a massive wave untamed
Others there must surely be
Who feel this urge as well
It’s primal and it’s wilder
What a story it might tell
I try to hear it’s whispers
As I lie still in the night
If I can ever understand
I’ll be a child of light
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