What am I?

What am I,

But a collection of thoughts,

Puzzles solved and unsolved,

Questions that never be answered.

 

Why must existence,

Be burdened with doubt,

Creativity laboured with self loathing.

 

Is our suffering as great as our happiness?

 

Does it all amount to nothing?

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What am I?

Me

I am me

And that’s who I want to be

 

But sometimes the person that you see,

Well it isn’t me.

 

Sometimes I’ll hide myself from you,

I don’t know why but I just do.

 

So I’m just gonna do my thing,

And really try to let you in.

Me