“Who am I?”
I ask myself as I contemplate behind closed doors
I never asked myself that before
It is not an answer that I’ve ever prepared for
Perhaps it’s because I don’t know who I am.
Maybe, I am a vast ocean that holds all of life’s mysteries
Or a ray of sunshine after a cloudy day
Maybe, I am nothing more than a shallow puddle after a rainstorm
Or the light breeze that extinguishes a flame
However, I am none of these things.
Maybe, I am a slab of soft clay that hardens over time.
Or a sponge that gradually falls apart after use
Maybe, I am a spring that bounces back after being compressed
Or a blank sheet of paper that has never been touched
I am none of these things.
I am a student.
A person yearning to learn about the world
Living in a society that revolves around education
Soaking in the knowledge bestowed to me from educators
Memorizing information that will be of use to me in the future
I am a human.