I'm still learning to figure myself out
Of 'who is this girl, what's her identity
Why mask always cover her up
And why she loves to hide'
Why I believe I haven't done knowing myself
It seems like sometime you know you
And suddenly, it has a way to surprise your own self
Like: I don't know I'm capable of this feeling
Like suddenly I realized that...
I don't know me anymore
It's just like how you overcome your own bomb-made
How you accept your own flaws
How to turn down your own big ego and stubborn head
How you try to be a decent, human being and not a monster
Not a moster who hurt inside and out
It's just sometimes you are afraid of yourself
Of what bag of emotion and pocket of action you bring everywhere
Of how smile, happines and helping hand you offerered
Could magically turn to a weapon, that have big possibility to . . .
Potentially hurt others
Of what your entire self, being, existance could do
To bring miserable to the world
Glimpse of questions I often ask myself out
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- In memory; written so long ago
Resurface after thousands of procrastination
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