Body and soul,
Separated by the society, unfortunately
They say:
Oh well.
After these long years
I cannot determine whether my body grows and my soul young or the reverse
I do not see anymore
With my natural eyes
Influence took over my personality
I am the reflection of another
I burn not the passion of myself
I act not the role of my own
Even this that you're reading
Is else's philosophy
It somehow affected me
So through my lips you discover what was written long ago
And through my heart, if it still belongs to me,
You feel else's heat, boiling in my form
But it's not me, not you, not him
It's my body and a confused soul
