Me. I know who I am, don't I?
I know that I am who I am, right?
But who am I? Who am I?
I change almost all the time,
that I even find it hard to keep track.
I myself don't know why I do things,
Or say things. So if I don't know,
how are you supposed to?
I constantly ask myself, who am I?
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