Who are you?

“Who are you” they ask me.

I stumble upon my words, and disappear

into my world of thoughts.

I wish I could pour out everything, tell about

my flaws, strengths, likes, dislikes

and let them figure it out,

because I’m a mess of everything

yet to be understood.

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