my head pounds, my heart aches. i feel different, dazed.
each day, i find myself asking the same question:
who are you?
it goes deeper than the surface. there's a bigger meaning behind the simple, 3 word question. who am i? what have i made of myself? what was i? who was i? have i changed? was that for the better?
although they all may seem like the same, easy-to-answer question, they're not.
to question who you are to yourself is difficult. just the thought of knowing that i could be lying to myself, making up different faces for myself, hiding behind a black veil is awful. it makes me question everything.
new goal: find myself. "to thine own self be true." if i don't lie to myself, i won't lie to others. if i lie to myself, everything will become a lie.
No comments:
Post a Comment