Who am I

This poem showcases the state of mind of me trying to figure out me.

Who am I? Is the question whose answer I wish to find and explore

Am I a person who loves to drink, or a person who hates to drink any more?

Do I believe in love or do I believe love is just a word and nothing more,

Am I a person who loves to be alone and not travel or am I person who loves to travel and explore?

Do I believe being truthful and honest Is the most important part of a relationship and life?

Am I a person who always wanted to marry or a person who now feels he will never get a wife? 

Was I not the person who would talk to any random person at any random time?

Now, what's the deal that even expressing myself I feel it's a crime?

Did I not believe that love existed and that having a family was the best part?

Am I not that same person who felt fighting the world for the person you love was being smart? 

Was I not the same person who would laugh and make people smile each time? 

What did I get in return, that I can't even have a family of my own, isn't that a freakin crime.

Was I stupid or smart in my decisions in the past, that got me into this lost state,

That today I just believe everything happening to me is all just my fate. 

Who am I actually and who have I become is a question that I still don't know,

I guess I am just accepting without thinking and just going on with the flow. 

Author's Note

Not a Native English speaker. Love to hear feedback