But what if you can't find yourself?
Would you be able to continue, knowing what you could accomplish?
What if you lose yourself on the way?
Would you be finished?
Would you back away, only teasing what you could become?
Or would you continue, welcoming the insanity that you may find at the end of your road?
Are we all truly sane, or, when we find ourselves, do we realize that we do not know what sanity truly is?
What if life continued around you, but you were frozen?
Would you be aware?
Would you even think?
Or would you use that as motivation to find yourself and live?