Being a Clone
I am a clone
I am a copy
A fake
I don't know who I am
I don't know what I am
I don't know whether I have soul or not
Is my feelings my own?
I don't know my purpose
I don't know about my reason of being alive
Who am I?
A toy?
A puppet?
Created by men, not God
Why?
Because, because I can't feel
Anything to prove me alive?
I
A living human being?
My fate is in hands of man
Not of God and Angels
But someday I'll find out
What my purpose is
Until then
I'll learn how to be human being
I'll learn how to have soul
...
Until that moment
I will fulfill my duty