Who Am I Really

who am i really ?
good question huh?
...well maybe
somebody come save me...
my thoughts...i think they hate me..
certain things comes to 
mind that i dont understand
make me feel insane an in 
other words... crazy
i know they hate me  they remind me daily 
roughly passing through me
heavily, why me
please leave...
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October 24, 2013 at 6:26 PM
Yes, the words will drive you crazy. I experience it every day. But consider the opposite--the profound ennui of deadly silence. Better to be a poet and wrestle with the words.
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