Identity.

Something that you carry

with you your entire life.

Something that defines

who you are

to yourself,

to the ones around you.

Something that

along the eternal road of life

you have to find on your own.

Something that you build on,

something that you create.

It's something big for me,

you know?

I've had tons of identities..

One two many.

One two many to know that

in the process of having them all

I was nobody.

Because I was everybody.

And it's rough

and hard on your peace of mind

to know that you've been

searching for yourself in everyone else

but you.

And no matter how many identities you

give yourself,

you'll be the nobody amongst everybody.

And anybody, than who you are.

 

I say time. 

 

Is a powerful thing. 

I pray it works in my favor.

So I can become

comfortable in my skin,

with who I am.

And I pray

with every day,

minute

hour

and second

that passes

 I get closer 

to the me I want to be.

The me that's not in everybody,

but the me who's found

her identity,

in herself.