Who am I?
To society, I am a name, a number, a faceless drone.
To friends, I am replacable, I am weird, I am the obnoxious one.
To family, I am the outcast, the outsider, the black sheep.
To me, I am an individual.
I am the one afraid of rejection.
I am the replacable one.
I am no one special.
I am alone.
I am and will always be broken.
I am in pieces.
I am strong.
I am resiliant.
I will bounce back from every blow society sends at me.
I am the optimist.
I am a dreamer.
I am unique.
I am not one to pass by.
I am to myself, a hero.
A legend waiting to happen.
I am a mystery.
I am a story only partially told.
I am and always shall be a combination of my life and experiences.
I am me.