Song 83 – I feel like

I ask.. like, “Who am I?”
A face or name I know not
I can count as global.
I write .. like 4 lines
to settle a brimming feeling
that clicks at every interval.
It’s like, I want to be
famous, for what?!
There’re more writers who don’t sell!
And I wish .. like I grow rich
and wealthy and all…
Then starts the day and .. need I tell?!

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