Yourself
When everyone sighing
Of their perfection,
Will they let it flow like water?
Or should they run
To find themselves
And after the perfection of it?
Or they don't do anything
And can only complain and complain?
This life is to figure out who you are
Why live with yourself if I just stopped by a cup of tea?
Wasting time
It never goes back, slow or fast
It's flowing like wat
When you were younger on to see who you are.
Who are you and for what you're alive.
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