Who are you poem

Who are you, who are you?
Do you really know yourself,
do you truly know you,
and have you listened to your heart lately,
and have you listened to you,
have you given yourself time to understand you,
for far too often in this modern life there is no time,
no time for you,
and there is only time for fleeting moments,
and not much more than a few minutes,
or an hour or two for you,
and in the scheme of things,
what good can such a short time do,
because we all race around like crazy,
and we barely have time to stand still,
and of the good life we never have our fill,
and there are far too little thrills,
and it is of great detriment to me,
and you and far too often it makes us ill,
it far too often makes us ill,
and we do not have time to reflect and correct,
correct our problems and they continually pile up,
and what good does that do,
because it can only put us in an early grave,
and there are far too many lives lost that way,
and we need much more time for ourselves,
than we generally realise and than we do,
for how often life it so often drives us to despair,
and we are at a loss as to what to do,
and we continually feel the pressure of life,
we continually feel the strife of the chaos created by us,
and there is only generally misery in living this way,
and you generally do not have the time to think of you,
you do not have the time to think of who you are,
for time goes by faster than you think,
and we are generally worn out by life,
worn out by life and dead,
before we even know who we truly are,
and before we have generally even accomplished,
what we have set out to achieve,
what is the point in life with joy and no happiness,
and only struggle and strife, only struggle and strife.

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