Who you really are?
You are where you are, you are with whom you are, fuck are who you are.
Forget what surround you. Forget your response to others. Tell me who you really are?
Fuck it! Don't tell me what others want to ear. Fuck you, don't read this shit.
Slit your fucking veins in your wrist; let your blood flow out. Look at your blood, because that is what you really are.
Forget everything else. Forget what you think you are; forget what you want to be. Fuck!
Forget what others want you to be.
You so call independent and intelligent, but you masturbate with others opinion. You fantasize with others approval, but you should be looking for your fucking approval.
Fuck you if you don't tell me to fuck off.
Pick up a gun; inserted it in your mouth! Who you are? Pull the trigger; blow your self!
If you don't know who you are then kill your self, because if you did not shoot your self you are already dead.
Then, with your own blood in your hands you will find who you really are. Not what others think you are, not who you want others to thing that you are; but who you make yourself to be.
Fuck it, you are what you are; you are what you made of yourself.
I can see strings coming out your feet, hands, torso and head; fuck, I can see strings coming out your cock and ass.
Fuck! If you don't really know yourself how do you want to truly know others?
Kill yourself, and when you done you will know thy self. Then you will really start living. But first...kill yourself; fuck, kill everyone!
Bang you are dead.
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