What is my identity?
Who is "me"?
When people ask,
What do I say?

I don't have a role,
A specific spot.
I have to define myself.
But I have forgot.

There are so many pieces,
Lying in all of these places.
My confusion increases.
And nothing embraces.

But maybe that's just it.
What makes me myself.
How I become a person.
That is distinguishable.

I have to make a person.
That is unlike anyone else.
But to do that,
I have to be myself.