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[writingonmyskin]

i never fit in your world or i always did
is it that i never had the guts to decide
to be true to me or what i thought i should be
the answers no one knows to the questions everyone asks
will each new day be my very last
will i make it out west and do the things i dream
backpack europe and find myself as me
i talk a lot and find it hard to act
indecision may or may not be my problem
sifting through the choices
for that choice piece of path that will lead me
lift me
set me free
have i missed it or have i yet to find
these are not the questions i should be asking
i should not be asking
i should be telling
i should be doing
don't seek to find but rather create and decide
recreate and see
don't look to find myself but rather create myself
will i ever find who i'm meant to be
bullshit
will i ever get up and do
get out and be
brilliant