What is my purpose, my meaning
My reason for life
So I try to contemplate
Reflecting on life
And the reason for my being
But tis forbidden
Problems must be concealed
In this society, you cannot show depression
You must be charming
Everyone will ask the problem
I don’t know isn’t a good enough response
You must find out, you must know
Maybe my principle is to ask
Must I
 
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