Who Am I

From the day I was born life began anew, I was given a name but I asked myself “who”? I’ve questioned my existents and its put me in a rut, I was made by someone or something, but what? I’ve pondered this mystery time and again, I know I’ll figure this out but when? I know I didn’t appear from thin air, I must come from a higher place but where? I want to find my origin right now, I have to figure this out but how? My parents are responsible for by birth, But is that really how I came to this earth? Wondering who I am is how I strive, But there’s also the question of why I’m alive? There are people that walk by me that I see, And I think, as a race of humans “who are we”? Are we being watch every second and hour? Are we being looked over by a higher power? Or is there and untapped secret within the mind? Why are we here? What is mankind? So many big questions I want to ask. So many mysteries I want to unmask. As I look into the infinite sky, The biggest question to answer is “Who am I?”