I don't like to be like this,
Being in this body,
Dealing with so many problems,
Planning things, but not how I should
Not making enough time for my friends,
I don't like to be like this,
But I can't be someone else,
I have to be "me"
But who's "me"?
Who am I as a person?
Is this me or am I something different?
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My Thoughts In A Book
PoetryI have made these poems myself. Some of them are Dutch because I'm from the Netherlands. I'll translate those Dutch poems if you want to know what it says.
