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To become secure, I have to have value. I want to be worth something, I want to be worth enough to attract the attention of others. I have no value without it. What am I? What am I!? Wait, what is this? This is me, this is the shape that lets others recognize me as myself... it is my symbol for myself. This is... this is, and this is as well. Representations! Everything is merely a description, not the real myself. Everything is simply a shape, a form, an identifier to let others recognize me as me! But then, what am I? Is this me? My true self? My fake self? What is it that I am? Right... my clothes, my shoes, my room, these are all parts of what makes up myself. So what I think is me, is me. What I recognize as self, is myself... I'm no more or no less than the sum of my self-awareness. But I don't understand myself. Where am I? What am I? What am I!? Nobody understands me! But I still don't understand myself! I don't even know what it is that makes me myself! How can I love myself?

What is this? A world of nothing? A world with nobody in it? Freedom? Is this really freedom? Unless I do something? But... I don't know what to do or think of! What should I do? Is this my will? What is this? An empty space? An empty world? A world where nothing exists but myself. But with only myself, I have nothing to interact with. It's as if I'm here, but not here at all... it's as if I'm slowly fading out of existence. Only myself? My own image? Because there are others, I can perceive myself as an individual! If I am alone, I will be the same without others! For if this world is only of me, then there will be no differs between me and nothing! Right, I am me and she is she... but are you really sure that the perceptions of others form my true self?

Exo was here :)