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Me, Myself and I (by Mike, i think?)
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Me, Myself and I
What does it all mean?
I haven't quite decided if my life
Is a nightmare or a dream.
Do people like me?
Do I like Myself?
Really, who am I?
I wonder what I would be like
If I was someone else
We think we are what the world
Is revolving around
But what are we all really?
Just a distant tiny speck?
Have all my friends,
Have all my family,
Has all my life been,
A figment of someone's sick and twisted imagination?
All that I can count on in life
Just as Birth and Life and Death,
Are all the things I am sure of herein,
Me, Myself and I
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