Who am I?
Who is anyone?
Not like some egotistical bullshit, but WHO am I to people? Who am I met to be?
I read something once that talked about how to every person we're something slightly different. Some view us as a friend, others as an enemy.
They're titles that we give out, assigned by those close to us and near.
I wonder what I am to Ruby.
May the show go on.
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