who am i?

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Sometimes I sit and wonder 
about everything in life
And try to find the peace in myself.
I ask myself,
here of late,
who am i? Why am I here?
I try so hard to just ignore
the feelings of rage
and bitter sarcasm
I try to figure out
Who I am
Bit its so damn hard!
All the frustration!
The anger within my bones
And my heart!
Its too fuckin unbearable!
I just lay awake at night
Simply pondering.
At times-
Contemplating suicide.
I used to have
such a gentle mind
So innocent
So...so pure.
I mean-
Why else would I be like this?
That's another question
That I so love to ask myself
Well I have one answer:
                 Life.
Life tears us down.
It steals all our hopes
At one point-
Or another.
And it leaves you!
Always asking,
Who.
Am.
I?

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