Nothing is real these days, You play for nothing, and everything is nothing. You can only live through yourself, because you is all there is. But you say you want to be yourself. Hey, you can be that way, But you know, It isn't going to be easy. Every step you take, everything you see, is not you. God knows this is true. So you want to be yourself. Hey, do you know where you are? Who you are? It's going to be hard, when you can't even see your path. It's tragic, not new. So don't feel sorry for yourself. I guess you can be yourself, Make life what you want it to be, and all of that. Hey, it might even work, but it's going to be hard you know, You is all you've got, But maybe that's not enough in this world, to live is to die, and I guess that's right. For this, You want to be yourself?Birth sign: Pisces
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