who am i, is it too late to change this. why is this me, where do i stand and why do i matter. am i proud of the things i do?
what do i do if i want to start over. why am i not the same as her? where are my cool ideas with all the bells and whistles that seem to
appear so extravagant, where are my traits that deem me to be individualistic. am i an individual? when everything that i believe defines my soul
is the same as everyone on the planet? Why do i believe i am special when i am attracted to the same humor as you. where am i,
where do i stand? who am i? what do i mean to you? do i mean anything? or am i only a stranger with needs that do not require your attention-
when can i change?