Who am I?
I ask this question every day
That question is always stuck in my mind
Never leaving me for even a second
I always wonder why?
Most people don't think about
Something like that
So why do I?
People say I should just live life
To not worry about it
But that's hard
When it's just a endless stream
Questioning my being
How will I keep going on?
What's my purpose?
Where will I go?
Which path will I take?
Why am I even here?
Who am I?
My mind spirals with these questions
Endlessly taking away my mood
My thoughts
And replacing them
With a curious and dark place
Every night I go to bed
With hope that my questions will be answered
In the presence of a new day
But every day
I awake and go on just to find myself
Still asking the same questions
With not even a hint of who'll I'll become
So like I've always done I'll keep going
I'll keep going until my questions are answered.
Until then I'll just be lost in my endless mind
Hoping that those stream of questions
Don't break me before I can find my answer
Now if you excuse me I must go for it has been an experience writing this.
For I must keep on asking the question
Just who am I?
©raibear
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