Who am I?

Who am I?
It's a question that bothers me a lot
I've been living for more than a decade
Still I can't find who I really am
People claim to know me more than I do
But even I don't know who I really am

Who am I?
It's a question that haunts me a lot
I look in the mirror and I see a girl
Her eyes full of curiosity and confusion
searching for herself in many different ways

Who am I?
It's a question that needs an answer
I'm a person that many would call as smart
But if I'm so smart why can't I answer
the simplest question there is?
Who am I?

Who Am I?
It's something I'll find out soon
I'm sure it's something I wont regret
and definitely I wont forget
because my identity
is all there is

Who am I?
It's just something I need to know
Because to know myself is to know what I want
To know myself is to decide what's right