Woah, haven't posted here in ages...

[Mommar]

I've got another one though... it's probably crap but whatever.

Who I am

I've been told I need to find myself.
I've been asked who I might be; who I want to be.
I've been told who I should be.

I am not a name, or a title, or a flamboyant icon.
I am one part of everybody.
Everybody is a part of me.

I am humor, blunt, cold, true.
I wield it like a battleaxe. I attack monotony, depression, oppression, and the overly serious.

I am compassion. I attempt to be… I hope to be.
I soak up the problems of people's pasts.
I soak up new problems of my own, no matter the consequence.

I am no saint.
I never want to be.

I am feeling.
I am happy, and sad, and friendly, and dastardly.
I rage, I cry, I smile.
I love, I hurt, I love again.

I am a tightrope walker, an acrobat.
I teeter between the brink, I revel in the danger.
I fear it all, then quickly forget.
I balance precariously between forces I cannot comprehend;
Between forces I completely control.
I am balanced.
I will stumble, I will fall, but I am always balanced.

I do what is needed of me.
I do what is asked of me.
I do what is expected of me.
I do what I should not.

Who am I?
Just a guy, just a child, just a man, just human…<br>
…and I can live with that.