Who am i

Who am I?, who are we? I know who I am, I know what I want, it is the world that is trying to convince me that I am not who I am. Asking me who I am does not encourage me to go on a soul searching journey, it only awakens a dilemna as if who I already am is not good enough. But who gets to decide. I am who I am. I am a blind believer of love, living life as if it was a film. I am she who believes forevers are just single moments put together, untainted by the harsh reality, memories pure from the bagy eyes and the long nights