I want to look for my self,
But I don't even know where to start,
I want to find myself,
but I don't know what to expect,
I want to seek myself,
But I'm scared of who I might find.

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Ticking
PoetryThe struggle is real - My attempts at poetry. Why the title? Life's a ticking clock, and it only stops once, when your time is up. Between that period, from when it starts till stops, you have the opportunity to make something of yourself. Be amazi...