Immortal/Time

I may look like a fool, but I am not
The world where being self-centric is glorified
I burnt in the ashes of selflessness
Toiling in pain and basking in pseudo laurels

Yes I won't be remembered but I wish I was
For who I am, who I was
How I acted in moments of crisis
How I battled those moments of fame
How I never ever forgot who I was
But the troubled word is not How but Why?

There was once a Valmiki, once a Jesus
They live and are remembered and followed
I am not a sheepherd to the flock of sheep
Who am I to doubt their ideologies, their thoughts?

Yet as I smell in and exasperate out
I doubt my existence. For Whom and for what?
Do I need to prove for eternity I am brave
I am bold. I am Him and He too lives in me
Some doubt me, few care.
I stay who I am but its true no one cares.

Its true I have changed, have evolved
But Yet Am I The Fool
who observes me as I stare across the mirror
May be, may be not.

Yes, I am not as bright as the Sun
or as dark as a new moon sky
But unlike many others I am not weak
unlike most I don't wish for applause when I win
I just wish people remembers me
For who I am, for who I was.