Who am I?

Why is it so hard
To read what they feel
You try to connect the dots
But not sure what is real

You start to wonder about
How society can really be
But all that you really know
Is that you wanna be free

You are always try to be
Who you are inside
But then you start to question
How does one decide

Sometimes you can be
Two part of a whole
Everyone can see one
But rarely the soul

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