Who Is I
PART 1
The questions are following me
They follow me like my shadow,
they couse sleepless nights for me.
you know why?
because i do not knw who is I.
The confusion about i is growing daily
Drepresion and stress has became my friend,
i mean they found a field or ground to me,
yes they are messing with my head.
All because i do not know who is I.
Even my mother herself,
The woman who gave birth to me,
The lady who carried me for nine months
could not even say a word about me,
she never had guts to tell me.
Even in her last day on earth she couldn`t,
instead she wrote on her pillow case
tellimg me who am I.
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