i'm da man

Who are you? Really.

We try hard, don't we? Sometimes too hard. Sometimes way too hard.

The need for approval. The need to approve. To live life the way "society" expects us to. To walk the walk and talk the talk, yet not even sure if its the right way or the right sounds. To put others down? A sad attempt to salvage whatever failing self-esteem that's left. Desperately wanting to be heard or seen.

Who's life was it again?

The masks are forever changing. Barely breathing. Till it suffocates you.

The search for an identity should have long been dealt with. Yet, some still can't swim. Heck, some can't even float.

So, tell me again ... who are you?

Oh, you've no idea.