People gave me definition of who I am
The descriptions are okay but that is not me
They are not liars cos that is who I show them I am
But deep down I know their description is not me
I always wonder if the old me is still alive
The me that never pretends to be happy
The me that always feel alive
Deep down I don't know if i will still be happy
I use to love the old me
But human took that from me
I don't even know if I am still me
WHO AM I? the only question within me
©racheal
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