The Poetry Book

Who Am I?

Every time I wake I ask the same question: Who am I?

This question, while simple, has differing answers each time

To some I'm just the guy who let's out a sigh

Maybe I'm the guy who lent you a dime

Others view me differently and have answers

While I sit and ponder the same question: Who am I?

Sometimes I think I'm just a prancer

Or maybe I'm just somebody you pass by

Is there a true answer to my question?

Do I wake up the same each morning?

Sometimes I feel I have made no progression

This question sometimes leaves me scorning

I believe I may know what the answer might be

Who am I you may ask, I am whoever society makes me