Saturday, September 10, 2005

Who am I?

I am a bird who’s too afraid to fly, so I walk. I am a person too afraid to live outside the box, so I follow the norm. I am a boy too afraid to fall, so I never jump. I am a man too afraid to lose, so I never risk it all. I am a student too afraid to realize that I’ve chosen the wrong route, so I never look back.

Who am I?

In this pretentious world, I am just another person living behind his own walls. In this magnificently big world, I am just a grain of sand. In this ever changing world, I am just an ordinary twenty two year old in search of his own identity. In this world of gains and loses, I am just another regular player. In this world of kill or be killed, I am just trying to stay afloat. In this superficial world, I am just trying to figure out what’s real. In this artificial world, I am just looking for the one with flesh and bone.

Who am I?

I am a person who leaves my bed unmade in the morning, but hates it when the living room is too messy. I am a guy who takes in two thousand calories a day, and still weigh a hundred and twenty pounds. I am a self proclaimed “King of Procrastination”, and yet I do my taxes as early as possible. I am a person who knows what I want and what I need, but have absolutely no idea how to get them. I am a guy who thinks too much for my own good, but I am just too anal-retentive to stop. I am a person who can’t stand being around feminine homosexuals, and yet I sleep with five pillows. I am a guy who tells people to live outside the box, but I don’t know how to get rid of my own walls.

Who am I?

I am a filial son, a loving brother, a caring friend, a trustworthy confidant, a reliable sounding board, an easy going person, a fun roommate, a television junkie, a respective young man, an inconsiderate pedestrian, a careless driver, a good guy, an obsessive procrastinator, a gullible kid, a mature young adult, an obnoxious drunk, a champion sleeper, a strategic thinker, an emotional being, a sometimes hypocrite and a part-time neat freak.

Who am I?

Walking down this path that I’ve chosen, I am still trying to figure that out myself.