Who I Am
Who I am can't be defined
with little words or a simple rhyme.
For I am everything, and at the same time nothing.
I am ideas and thoughts,
words spoken and emotions.
I am both love and hate,
content and regret.
Most of my life is in the future,
but the past I won't forget.
The steps that I've taken
and the ones still left to take,
have made me who I am today,
but what that is I cannot say.
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