Who am I?

I am a sinner.

I am a saint.

I am judgmental

Yet I try to be accepting.

I care about others pain

Yet I don’t mourn for loss.

I have a dirty mind

But a weak stomach.

I love attention from large groups  

But I hate talking in front of them.

I am shy

But I can’t shut up.

I have a story

But I am afraid to tell it.

I am organized

Yet I am a mess.

I hate trying to fit in

But I fear being alone.

How can I expect others to know me,

when I don’t even know myself?

I am constantly hiding,

Constantly changing who I am

For the people who surround me.

I am a college student.

I am Christian.

I am a bible study leader.

I am a jokester.

I am an aunt.

I am a daughter.

I am a God mother.

I am a friend.

I am a sister.

I am a girlfriend.

So why can’t I be all of me at once?

Why does one part of me always have to hide another?

Who am I really? 

Can I be all of me?