Always forced to see the harsh reality
I wonder if this all truly changed me?
I closed my eyes as i was afraid of it
But eventually i became like this
I guess it was something i was meant to be
A person who didn't know her own origin
Would i have been someone else?
If i didn't take it all upon myself
Time passed in the blink of an eye
And just like that
I was reborn n i died many times
So i asked myself this question
A million times
Who am i and where was i?
How many times am i going to die?
idk wth I wrote but yeah it's supposed to be a poem or something lol
