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When i was young, i never needed anyone
I never feel the need to be known
praised nor appeased
Neither was i felt the need to be respected
nor was i felt the need to be recognized
and approved
of every single deed
All by myself
I'm fine
All by myself
I'm content
All by myself
I'm felt suffice
Maybe all this growing up
has altered either
me
or
my surrounding
or both, and now
all by myself
dont wanna be
all by myself
dont wanna be
anymore~

What am i after
Fear creeping over
I lives with insecurity
I lives with greed
which i proudly claim as ambition
What had i became?
Really~