sitting here wondering,

just who am I,

what drives me; my talents?

None.

my voice!

annoying.

My build?

plumpy.

Okay, lets 

breathe.

Give myself space to

breathe.

positive: positive

okay... who am i?

no really, I don't feel like

anything.

I don't have 

friends. can't take their 

identity. 

My parents never really stick around to check.

siblings are always busy

checking around on 

everyone but

me. 

I hate home

it was never for me. 

I feel like a stranger,

I take late night walks, not like anyone cares

but I like late night walks, 

its a hobby...

I like?

I have a hobby?

Good. write it down.

I like eating, trying new things

write it down.

I like sports, football, basketball

I love.

write it down.

i'm a human,

expectations dry me out.

they do. 

write it down.

I have feelings, a heart, I like and love things.

I can't bare look at bare feet,

it grosses me out.

I hate the smell of chick peas but I eat it

once in a while.

I have a few classmates they talk to me a lot,

friends?

write it down.

I feel something of substance,

the feeling of hope,

knowing

i knew myself, at least some. 

I won't know everything for a long time.

but I like knowing

a little bit of who I

am.