As I lay here writing

As I lay here writing what ever come to my mind.

it may be good it may not.

trying to figure out who I'm really am.

Figuring out if I'm really who I say I am.

trying to just cope with being me if there is even a me.

all my life and the age of 18 I still don't know who I am.

will I ever know who I am or will become?

why is it so difficult I should have been figure this out, but I guess you can tell I haven't. 

Umm, damn, oh well! I guess it's just what it is. No mater what I try to do, it will never work anyways.

things doesn't go my way, therefore I don't get what I need or want.

shrugs shrugs 

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