The thing is, we all pretend to be what we are not. And it is really tiring, to act like you are somebody else. It is tiring to be a fake. But, on the other hand, you dont really know who you actually are, and you try your best to find the person you are but get lost, get lost in the 1000 personalities you have, get lost inside yorself. And then you realize you -yourself- are a lie, you are nothing. This idea makes you scared, scared that you may disappear and fade away someday. And with the emptiness in your heart you stare at the reflection in the mirror, and hate every bit of the person you are not. And when you try to change it and get control, you become lost even more. It doesnt end, the life you live. It doesnt end, your journey of trying to find the real you. Nothing ends. You slowly become worse, you slowly lose yourself, you slowly die. And you cant get back, to the fake you, to the one who was atleast kind of happy.