Why do we have to go through all the hardships to find who we really are?
Why didn’t the school try to help us?
Why does it seem like it doesn’t matter that we are searching for ourselves?
Why is everyone trying to mutter the answer? or even avoid the question?
Why is everyone trying to erase themselves and turn into what they are told to be? Why does it seem so awkward that I’m trying to find who I am?
What if you persisted through all the hardships?
What if you took all the kicks and kept going and did not falter?
What if you knew who you are meant to be?
What if you win the fight?