Why do we make ourselves feel less than what we should feel? Why do we create bigger problems or perhaps create a problem where a problem doesn't even exist? Are we that unhappy in our lives that we have the ability to create something out of nothing? Or maybe there is something wrong but we don't let ourselves see the issue? Friends, family, lovers, loved ones. It makes me wonder who "we" are. Who am I?
Who am I ...
will I ever know?
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