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I live in a world full of never ending hills, deep valleys, murky lakes, overarching mountains, and so many fears I wonder how some people are okay with who they are, no care whatsoever who is judging them, doing what they want so happy and carefree Then there’s me, I don’t know who I am, what I am, what I can do. I am nothing against these people, nothing against the world, Slowly pushing me forward, but faster then I want to what if I’m happy where I am? Apparently, I can’t be.
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Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 5:51 AM UTC
Who Am I?
I live in a world full of never ending hills, deep valleys, murky lakes, overarching mountains, and so many fears I wonder how some people are okay with who they are, no care whatsoever who is judging them, doing what they want so happy and carefree Then there’s me, I don’t know who I am, what I am, what I can do. I am nothing against these people, nothing against the world, Slowly pushing me forward, but faster then I want to what if I’m happy where I am? Apparently, I can’t be.
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Sep 29, 2019
Sep 29, 2019 at 5:51 AM UTC
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