I am made up of: my visible Self, my invisible Self & my Soul or Atman....
So when I look in the mirror, all that I can see is emptiness inside of me and I ask myself
Who am I...?
On the outside it seems to clear... I am a son, a brother, a friend, an engineerbut who am I?
Every morning when I awake, I tell myself it is time to put on a show...dont want no one to know, what I feel when I am alone. I cant let them see the tears I cry... As keep all my fears hidden deep inside...
I tell myself; I do not know how much more I can take before this life I choose to forsake...It seems too easy to just end it with pills or a knife... then I thi