Who Am I?

I don’t remember me

All I remember are the things they said I’d be

Now I find myself lost in empty words When was the last

time I let my Self

be heard?

Is it really this easy

to lose yourself? All I think is what I’ve been told

All I know is what I’ve been sold

Will I finally get to know the “me” that lies behind my

heart and soul

Am I all the things they tell me that

I am?

Am I all the moments,

all the things I’ve felt since life began?

Am I the sum of all these parts of me,

I barely understand? Who am I?

Who am I? Who am I?

Who am i?

What is “me”? Does my past life really hold the key?

Who are you to tell me what’s true?

Judging me for everything I do But here I am with all

these questions Questioning

all my intentions Am I really who I say I am?

Will I let the world define me,

just because it can?

Will I let them keep me locked up in a box?

WIll I waste my time,

keeping up while staring at the clock?

Will I find the me who has the key to the doors

that I’ve kept locked?

Who am I? Who am I?

Who am I?