WHAT SHOULD I DO?

Like a dummy I sit
In this empty space,
As I searched my silent heart
To tell me my future.

Sleep jilted me overnight
Yet wouldn't creep in at noon,
For this heart of mine
Seems making a silent noise.

This noise that burdens my soul
Sending it to race,
Race through the path of destiny,
Yet, this body of mine
Refuses to leave this empty space.

I am Emmanuel
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