Who are you even?
You were born, you were assigned a name, you started to walk, you made little steps, you tried to imitate your parents and imbibed many of their qualities, as a kid you were unaware of the worldly matters, you were a little kid who found happiness in little things, you didn't even cared about what other will think of you, you just laughed out loud when you felt like, being fake was just a unfamiliar thing, you didn't knew how to deceive for real. Everyday was interesting, It was about discovering new things, getting excited about the little things, that enthusiasm to play with your cousins. As years pass by, you started to go to school, there you learned, made friends, you started to believe in something, And you realised you're even a person. You have emotions, you started to know what is it like to feel ashamed and pity. You Started to go in search things which is found acceptable in this social construct to fit it, you started to seek validations, you started to dress