Who am I?

Wouldn't you like to know?

I'm going to let you in on a little secret,

I would too.

Why am I the way I am?

Why do I care so much about future plans?

I often stare at those like me,

Who act as if their lives are care free.

How can they be so secure,

While I am always unsure?

Unsure about everything that matters most.

Unsure about what I want and where I want to go.

I know I want to go to college,

To better myself.

Yet why is this decision proving to be so poor for my health?

I'm always stressing, wondering what's worth my time anymore.

I don't even find comfort in buying new clothes from the store.

But I have realized something I almost forgot,

That no matter how hard things seem to get, they're not.

I have the power to change what I feel isn't right.

I am able to live a happy life.

One filled with love, laughter, and minimal pain.

Yet if anything seems hard again,

I know who I am and who I will always be.

I am Nekaybaw,

The most original me.  

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