You know, I can't know who I am.
You should tell me.
I could tell you who I think I am, but the truth is that I am who others think I am.
After all, for society, a person is what you see from the outside: his clothes and his actions.
You should look deep inside.
I should look deep inside.
I'm madly in love with life, but now I'm not living ...
Fascinated by details, but now I struggle to appreciate them as before ...
An incurable romantic, but where is the Love?
Who do I think I am?
Today I am a dog, tomorrow I could be a tomato or a racing snail.
I do not know.