Who are you?Have you ever had somebody ask you who you are and not know how to answer. That is how it is for me all the time. Do they mean my name...or me? So many will ask me this so here it goes.
I am but a peice of a puzzle in this ever changing world. I am simple small and sometimes hard to fit somewhere. I am colorful yet dark, I am happy yet even though I have hundreds of outher "pieces" I am alone. I am part of something that creats a masterpeice. I am happy and smart, I am stupid and sad, I am.....me.
I am different yet the same as everone else. I see so much but am blind and see so little. I love everything yet hate so much. I have tons of hobbies yet I have none. I am poetry and life set in motion yet I am nothing special....