I am not the job I do, I have merely a 10 hours job and hours of solitude.
I often go jobless to show reverence to my freedom.
I am not what I always speak, It depends upon people and places. Often I speak to silhouettes and I don't take help of words.
I am not what I wear, my Soul is naked and burning since eons, mostly, it's draped by a thick layer of nothingness.
I am not what you saw me eat, there is a hunger for happiness too. I devour the truth, not just foods.
I am not exactly how you perceive an image of mine.
I often go jobless to show reverence to my freedom.
I am not what I always speak, It depends upon people and places. Often I speak to silhouettes and I don't take help of words.
I am not what I wear, my Soul is naked and burning since eons, mostly, it's draped by a thick layer of nothingness.
I am not what you saw me eat, there is a hunger for happiness too. I devour the truth, not just foods.
I am not exactly how you perceive an image of mine.
But, if you still judge me by the aforesaid criteria then biologically, I don't exist at all.
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