I am.

I am an ordinary person who gets older as a year pass by.
I am just like others who breath the polluted air.
I am that human being who asks questions over and over again even if I know the answers won't change at all.
I love to dance and sing and listen to music at any mood. I am just that.
I keep on talking to people who I know would forget me as we part ways.
I don't mind others but just accept the fact that we are all different.
I am interested in writing and would often be interested with others' works too.
I am quiet when I'm mad. I would make a tantrum alone. I would smile at my hardest times. I would keep my chin up
even if I know I'm already wrong. I do things that are complicated and fail a lot of times but I would still continue
and I would fail, fail, fail again and expect to never reach that success.
I look down on people but I look down on myself more.
I am a leader but I don't listen to my own words.
I want change but I'm too lazy to follow.
I study and I hate it but I still do.
I learn and make sacrifices that would lift up my souls.
I do things I don't even like but find out later that I loved them.
I get hurt and I cry. I fall a lot. I fall to fail, I fall to love.
Love, love, and hurt. What's the difference?
I wish on shooting stars, believe in promises and make myself stupid.
I am used to loving someone then fall out of love.
I sit and stand up. I walk and come back.
Why do we do things that just always leads to the same direction?
I am once a kid, I grew and made sense.
I am just an ordinary person who doesn't even know why I even wrote these things.
I am just a person.
A person trying to find out who I really am.