Why Am I Suffocating?
Why is this happening to me?
What is this suffocation?
What is this feeling inside me?
Why can't I just be myself?
Why can't I be happy?
Why can't I enjoy myself?
Why do I always have to find reasons?
Why am I searching for them?
Why am I trying to satisfy myself with them?
Why do the things I enjoy become the sins of my life?
Why am I trying so hard to find reasons?
Why am I trying to become someone else?
Why do I feel like I am a sin?
Why do my deeds become sins?
Why do my thoughts become sins?
Why can't I be happy?
O existence, please tell me.
Please help me become myself.
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Nyra AS | Year Posted 2026
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