Since I was young I've been on this search of who I am
In between the happiness and the sadness
Thinking I've found myself
Yet new souls make me stumble with that knowledge
I am transformed so easily
Blending, conforming
Liking all the in between
And being confused in the end
I just want to find who I am
And I want to be happy
I often wonder how people spend their lives being totally happy
How everyone's life is totally different
Some more lucky than others
Happiness is a choice...right?
Or so I've been told
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