Who am I, I ask.
Am I someone hidden behind a mask?
Or am I someone with a special task?
Does the world have to tell me if I'm good or bad,
Or should they make me feel happy or sad?
I don't have the peace that I should have had.
Am I born to lead?
Or to pay heed?
Or the one to approach when in need?
Answers I find none,
But I know the quest is still not done,
This battle of finding myself will one day be won!
A little harder I will try,
With a little effort I know I will reach a new high,
And yet I will still ask, who am I?
Labels: Finding myself, Life, Me, Poems, Questions