"Identity Crisis"
Identity:
fact of being who or what
a person is,
a individual's unique definition;
all the same.
Many believe to grasp
one's true self, to fully understand
what one truly is, is to
discover themselves.
To determine who they are,
what they are,
why they coexist with the world.
"Identity Crisis",
they call it,
but is it such a crisis?
Or is it the combination of fear,
worry, confusion, and
hyperventilation?
To find one self,
is an ongoing task in life.
Outlets and outlets to follow,
paths to cross,
quests to conquer,
and decisions to make.
All in all, a person
cannot, nor should have a specific
"crisis" in regards to identity.
You are who you are and
that is all that needs to be defined.
To find the other small quirks,
is a waste because they will just come
naturally and be determined when the time is
right. For each individual being different,
there is nothing to fear, but to
go on and continue as yourself;
your identity, who you are.
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