Everyone's always telling you to find out who you are.
"There's a fully known and understood 'you' out there somewhere."
It's in books and in poems, a deeper desire of humanity.

But I've taken months and years out of my life to find this 'me'.
I've been searching for so long, and nothing.
The paths I've been walking down have all been so empty.

So a short while ago I decided to quit looking.
Suddenly, I realized the irony of finding out who you are.

You can never find out who you are if you're always looking for someone you're not.

Maybe I'll try to accept who I am and see where that gets me.