Who am I?

A Story by WH

To be or not to be that is the question, right?
We'll everyday I struggle with this
Everyday I ask myself whether I should just be me or whether I should dim my light just a little bit
A little bit so that I won't be seen
A little bit so that others can also see infront
So that I won't shine too bright and then I'll fit in

Everyday I wonder whether I should let them know the real me or this version of me that I've created so that people won't judge me for being, well "weird"

I wonder if I'll ever be enough
I wonder if I'll ever master the courage to speak up before it kicks the door, goes inside and renders me mute
I wonder if people who've heard my voice will remember it and remember how it made them feel
I wonder if and how I'll be remembered when I cross the river

But then when I think about it,
Who am I?
What am I?
Who is this me that I want to let out
That I want people to see

I ask because everyday I struggle to find that thing in me, to understand it and figure it the f**k out before my time runs out
I want to know who I truly am