Who am I?

     As you grow, you acquire a sort of interesting sense about yourself. 

You introduce your persona to more people everyday, you ask questions, you become affiliated. 

A question having been asked 'who are you.' Well, who am I?

I suppose another spec of dust in the 7.5 billion people that in tail what is this world. 

But who am I? To say I am just a spec of dust when everyone is important and just in the world. 

Who am I to say who I am, when I have not even begun to finish knowing who that is myself. 

Who am I to say that at 16, I am done deciding how I will percieve the world and who I will become in 5,10,20...years. 

Who am I to say that the thoughts and decisions I make them are all of the same ones I would make now. 

I am growth, I am change, I am the emotional contract that the human mind never stops evolving and percieving where it will venture and how it will change. 

I am a spec of dust, but, not a mere concept of a spec of dust, more the dust that has the possibility to become a new shape, a new form; to take advantage of oppurtunity and find an outcome of greatness in a time where darkness is evident to many. 

I am not done deciding who I will become.