Who am I to you? To the World. To the Lord. To you who bullies me sometimes. To you whom I have been a bully to once. To the birds of the skies. To the creatures at night. To the deep sea monsters down below.

Who am I to you? Who am I to me? Am I suppose to be you. Or to be me, my broken, weak self.  Am I suppose to speak out in the streets. Am I suppose to stay silent only outside but be nuisance behind those black screens of today. Am I suppose to sing my heart out in Church.

WHO am i suppose to be. what am i suppose to be.... all of them maybe. i can be broken. shattered to pieces. yet strong.  I need to know...who..what i am suppose to be..