I wake up every morning and look in the mirror, the person staring back at me is alien to me.
"Who am I?" is the question I ask.
I still haven't come up with an answer.
And I'm scared I never will.
I wake up every morning and look in the mirror, the person staring back at me is alien to me.
"Who am I?" is the question I ask.
I still haven't come up with an answer.
And I'm scared I never will.
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