I don't know why, but I've been told people spend years trying to figure themselves out and ask who are you?

Me.

That's something people question, but why? I know people are shy, depressed, and self conscious. They are the ones that ask themselves why am I like this? Why can't I change?

And it's not just them, it's  everyone in general, but why I can't seem to figure out.

You are the same as you've always been yet different, a paradox, you are just you.

It's when you reach the end, that is when you know who you are. And in time I hope that you can reminisce your past experiences and not have regrets

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Or at least that's what I think.

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