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Chapter 1:- Sense of Self
I watch, knowing all but never known
I wait, isolated by my loss of self
I changed, was it before or after
I decided I was someone else
The world isn't agaisnt me
I'm just walking backwards through the crowd
Fragments of other's lives around me
Surrendered, but not ready to go down
I hate myself, no, who I was
Am I still the same?
Am I who I think I am
Or what others put to my name
Externally percieved, defined by
The tip of our complexity
Are we shaken around by life
Then defined by what others can see?
Can you ever escape the past
Without jumping off, and catching the wind
Is the past something neglectable?
Or intimately something always within
I watch, knowing all but never known
I wait, isolated by my loss of self
I changed, was it before or after
I decided I was someone else
The world isn't agaisnt me
I'm just walking backwards through the crowd
Fragments of other's lives around me
Surrendered, but not ready to go down
I hate myself, no, who I was
Am I still the same?
Am I who I think I am
Or what others put to my name
Externally percieved, defined by
The tip of our complexity
Are we shaken around by life
Then defined by what others can see?
Can you ever escape the past
Without jumping off, and catching the wind
Is the past something neglectable?
Or intimately something always within
