my own
what is really out there
who do i really want to become
who am i really right now
how do i make the right decisions, how do I know.
thrown into the world with so many ideas, until i realized they were not my own
nothing was my own
they were my parents, teachers, other's ideas.
how do i make my own
i am learning on my own to be my own
and right now i am starting to finally really like my own
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