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who am i?

who am i?

Why is this so confusing, cant I make my own decision

I thought this is what I wanted but its nothing like I envisioned

How is it so, I had everything planned

I lay all the cards on the table and its as if everything has come unplanned

In my mind I had carved my life

I promised I would learn from my mothers mistakes, but now I’m in strife

It seems I have lost myself along the way

Now I have to live with a false identity every day

I don’t want to feel such disappointment

I don’t want to feel like I haven’t made it

I want to be happy and proud of where I am

I want to feel accomplished and happy with who I am.

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piusha singh

Great write...This thought is there since my childhood...never worry too much about it...everything will unfold slowly in its own course...

cheers
Piusha

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Laura Wighton,

Good write, thanks for sharing, Be happy

I want to be happy and proud of where I am

I want to feel accomplished and happy with who I am.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Laura Wighton

i am happy- just sharing deep thoughts that i know everyone feels now and then.

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Laura Wighton

yes we as humans with a world over constant growth/ evolution- it is hard to stay the one ideology. My only concern is that i dont want to be anyone else than what i know i should be- which is a saviour to my loved ones- i want to help- woithout helping others i feel like my physical being is useless- i must live from my vibrational being. 

yes interesting to say the least 

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