Have you found me

I lay beneath the surface of artificial shell
Living day to day life going through the motions 
Waiting for you  to see  me
Waiting for you  to hear me
Waiting for you  to find  me

You think you know what I am
But have yet to truly discover me

What am I to be found you may ask??

I am you

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