Identity
If I wasn't me, then who would I be? Where would I go and what would I see? If I don't
know who I am then who are you and who is she? Sad case to lose your own identity.
When I am down and out with these looks of doubt I seem to question my inner
whereabouts. What happened to her and where is she? This cant be me, must be case of lost
identity.
So I look afar as far as I can see and I see me constantly running.
What are you scared of? Whats the problem? You cant keep running, just try and solve them.
So who am I, who are you and who is she? I'm no longer blinded, I am my own key.
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