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Feb 2019
Who am I?
What am I doing?
I'm chasing the purpose that YOU chose for me.
I'm screaming and shouting but it doesn't even seem to reach beyond my very own thoughts.
Am I not good enough?
Can nobody see me?
I feel like I'm pushing my way into something that I didn't even want for me.
Oh my God, I'm sitting here seeking what?
Identity? Validation?
For what?
I haven't even done anything.
Do I have some sort of complex where everything feels like it revolves around me?
What the hell am I doing?
I feel stupid!
Pouring my feelings out to people that can't even hear me.
I left one calling searching for the next big thing and now what?
Jesus! What am I supposed to be?
Who am I?
I guess its time for me to go back to being whoever you want me to be.
Anina Chanele
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Anina Chanele  18/F
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