Ampalaya poetry #7

Who is me?
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Me is me but me is getting out of me,
Depression sucking me out of me like i ain't me,
Eyes out in the dark night;insomnia got the hang of me,
No more sleeping tight;loneliness took the wraps off me.
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Suicidal thoughts jiggling me in the brain of me,
Me tryna kill me but me is adamant to see me do me,
Who is me?
That question got me seeking me just to find out that me is me,
Each and everyday me is tryna find me but me is losing me.
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Who is me?
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My mother birth me but even she doesn't know me,
Me is me but me doesn't know me,
Me lost me when me didn't wanna be me,
Me desired lives of others and me got me lost in the process now me has to find me,
So i keep asking me this...
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Who is me?
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The journey of me got me dwelling circulatory tryna find me,
The path that me took is the path where me is gonna hook me,
I hope me finds me in time because me really needs me,
If not so,me will lose me and me will never be me.
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