Who Am I, Really?

Have I ever truly asked myself, 

Who am I, really? 

What is my role in this life? 

What is my purpose in this vast, spinning world?

Year after year keeps turning, 

The days silently slip away, 

The clock is always ticking, 

Everything in motion, in a constant state of sway.

Some find their place in the work they do, 

Some find their soul in a love that’s true. 

But in everything we chase and strive to be, 

Does it truly spring from within me? 

Does it represent the person I'm meant to be?

Are we playing our parts right? 

Or are we just shadows in the night? 

Who am I, really? 

Are we walking the path, or simply fading away?

Where do I stand in this restless world? 

Who am I, truly, in this ever-changing land?

 

- widanov