What Am I?


What am I? Some may say a human-being.

But.. I lack emotion on my surface, but it swells in my core.

I laugh with this generation, but I do not chuckle inside.

I am serious and determined. But this is no longer a serious or determined society.

I do not fit in here, I feel quiet possibly nowhere.

And all I can see, is people asking;

What am I?




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