Sometimes I don't know about
who I am.
I puzzle myself trying to figure
out who I am.

Am I the crazy one, the one who's
crazy.
Am I the one who can't be the
one who's misunderstood.
Do I care to even try to be the one
to understand just who I am.

Who am I

What do I stand for

Is it really me who wants to
be who I am.

Sometimes I wonder.