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In just a few hours time will be my birthday
Every year, just before I sleep, on the eve of my birthday, I ask myself some depressing questions...
This year is no exception
In fact, this year seems to be worse than the previous ones
I'm sure that tomorrow I'll be getting a lot of "Happy Birthday"s
But what is there to be happy about
I am no one
I did nothing special, nothing great
Why should any one be happy that I was ever born?
Life would not have been any different if I were not there
...20...
I'm turning 20 tomorrow
I cannot help thinking that it's 20 wasted years
20 long years of nothingness
20 years of suppressed thoughts
20 years of trying to make a difference
Today, after nearly 20 years of existence, I ask myself, who am I?
I am the child of my parents
Who am I?
I am nothing, I am nobody on my own.