Who Am I (poem)

Who am I?

This is a question I always find myself asking. 

How am I supposed to know who I am? 

I haven’t known who I am in a long time.

I’ve been lost for a long time.

I try searching for myself every second.

Finding the missing pieces of myself.

Trying to figure out who I am. 

I’ve been changing.

I’m human.

I changed.

And I no longer recognize myself.

And you no longer recognize me either.

What makes me who I am?

What makes me different from my past self?

What changed?

I am still me, I just changed.

Who I am is still who used to be.