MySelf
I find myself lost in my soul, I wonder how I lost myself.
Between the mixture of fast life and deja vu liquid, I drove down a road full of darkness.
Believing that I was alone so all I had was myself, made me to think that I knew myself.
But in reality it was I who forgot who I was.
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