Finding Me

Life is such a roller coaster, and our efforts almost always end up in vain. We try perfection, yet it never works, adaptation too, it only gets worse. We always ignore the fact that what guides us throughout our whole existence is individuality; living much of a cliché is always a tempting option, and choosing such a path seems relieving every step of the journey. But do we ever try to connect our past to our present, and think of what the future has in store for us? Do we ever try to understand ourselves, learn from our past, and accept that it was all a moulding process, or do we often ask ourselves, directly, or indirectly, who we are, what we are supposed to be in terms of internal factors and society itself? All of these leads to one question of vital importance in an individual's life, a question that can lead an individual to an evergreen path of self-discovery, or rather into a tunnel without light at the end: Who am I?