I'm fighting with a desire I don't need inside me,
To pull somewhere, to hear a voice, to leave a mark.
I ask myself, "Why do I want this so much?"
But moments later, I forget, losing the answer within.

I'm not egotistical, I say, but a part of me is always lacking,
As if I believed that ego would give me power,
Not to be crushed, not to be excluded, not to disappear.
Once, I admired that strength, maybe I even desired it.

But now, deep inside, a voice echoes,
To know myself, to wink at the silence within,
But those 10 seconds, the moment when everything fades,
The answer to a question is constantly erased,
And I, trapped in the same vicious cycle,
Keep falling into another illusion..