Trying to be independent
when hated being dependent
I told myself try to be unique
but it ended in tragic

thinking, I will recover
I found my coward
Irritated, a voice came by
saying never say goodbye

Twinkling, I wanted to be
thinking what I have been
I don't know what happened to me
I thought I was trying to be me

Telling myself, asking me,
who I am? What i am made for?
have I come already this much far
caring about nothing,  I dint see me.

Rewinding, it doesn't mean to the 'I'.
who I am? what do 'I' mean?
I shall do nothing but thank you
for trying to tell me that I am mean.