Who am I?
I am not the person I was yesterday,
I am not the person I will be tomorrow.
But yet, somewhere,
I am the person I was yesterday.
I am that person for years to come, after.
Then again, isn’t that the exciting bit?
I get to re-invent myself each day,
Not in a groundbreaking way but just a little.
To try and to fail and to try again.
To write a story of what has not been reported.
To write my own story, in this big wild world.
To continue to discover who I am.