I am Pandora's Frankenstein
Built without a heart,
Or with a heart? I don't know.
Doesn't matter, they both cause the same.

I am William's Blue Roses
My beauty is on the inside,
Or on the outside? I don't know.
Doesn't matter, they both masque the same.

I am Hemmingway's Old Man
Living for a single purpose,
Or without a purpose? I don't know.
Doesn't matter, they both lead to the same.

I am Fitzgerald's Gatsby
Unknowing that I am part of someone's game,
Or did I know? I don't know.
Doesn't matter, God is only an Idea.

I am Shakespeare's Romeo
Giving my life for one true love,
Or was it just my time to go? I don't know.
Doesn't matter, love isn't real.

I am pieces of everyone
Clutching to my own existence,
Or haven't I let go? I don't know.
Doesn't matter, I'm only a figment.

Created by accident, like words of a book,
I'll die a whisper, the wind through the ash,
A life that the world in its cruelty took,
My story will end, cut out with a-