I am

I am the one who asks for help, without saying anything,

I am the one who just wants to be looked upon,

I am the one who floats around at the back of the gang, taking orders, not giving;

I am the one who holds the door, to make up for all the pain I’ve caused,

I am the one who dreams for success, and lazes for the seasons,

Who’s kindest at heart, but treacherous down in mind;

I am the one who will befriend the enemy, and push away the ones I love,

I am the one contradictory to all:

I am the one in which a different rule applies,

I am the true one;

I am the one who knows nothing but omniscience.

I am.

The End

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