Walking down the street,
Sometimes I think, where my dreams have disappeared,
Where is the person I used to be once?
What has happened to those carefree laughs?
Where have the ambitions gone?
What happened to all the beautiful thoughts,
That had filled my mind, my dreams?
Why is it that in the struggle to survive,
I have ceased to live?
Why is it that in order to prove myself,
I have lost myself?
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