Who are you?
Are you me?
Are you who I think I am?
Or the person I should be?
Why all this?
Why the fuss?
Why must you drain me of my blood and cover me with rust?
Why this pain?
Why such despair?
Why must I walk this path alone with no company to share?
What is life?
What is death?
Must I wander endlessly until my final breath?
What is joy?
What is hope?
What is this love I hear about that's supposed to help me cope?
Why this fire?
Why such hate?
Why must I continue living on with such a wicked fate?
What is freedom?
Why curse my name?
Why must I wear upon my head, a crown made of my shame?
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