I know. Something does not fit
It drives imaginations about my identities
And the doubts provoke my mistakes
I think and seek answers in all places
I no longer trust my eyes
On my senses I cannot rely
Doubt dwells in my mind
I think my eyes
In my convictions
Doubt dwells in my mind
Ensuring my convictions
Doubt dwells in my mind
Then I reflect on my essence
I grab hold of reason
The same that eludes us
In every age
In different places
Experiences disorders my mind
Suddenly, I distance myself from my own identity
Questions repeat themselves
Responses change
Doubt remains
How can I know who I am?
I seek answers
I encounter my insufficiency
And with so many other sophisticated lies
The philosophy forges the definition of my being
I resist being imprisoned in my own conscience.
But then I limit myself from my worldly needs
Questions repeat themselves
Responses change
But the doubt remains
How do I know how many I am?
Responses change
Doubt remains:
How can I know who I am?
I limit myself from my worldly needs
