I think, therefore I am.
A cluster of fears, doubts and insecurities.
I think therefore I am, a fragment in the general debris.
Surrounded by mirrors reflecting my true self,
My embellished self crumbles, and I too am Gray.

A spontaneously combusting mass, contributing to the general entropy of the universe, yet still insignificant.
I think, therefore I am nothing.
You think of me therefore I am.
You take the mess and make a message.
From the distater that was me, you bring out life, and hope.
From the wandering corpse carrying around a burden of guilt,
You create,
You create.
You create.
You think of me and I am.

I think of me and wish I wasn’t.

You think of me therefore I am. What am I?
The creature asks the creator,
You think of me and I am, beautiful significant.
You tell me my purpose, and show me the components that point to your greater love.