The noone known as me.
Well today my friend Mike asked me a very inlightening question. He asked me who am I, what makes me me. Well I couldn't answer that question so I guess I am noone. I honestly thought hard about this question but I can't come up with an answer. I could go and say what I am but not who I am. It is kinda sad when you don't even know yourself. I feel all empty and yet full. I don't know I never really felt this way before. I guess that is what happends when you wake up and find out that you don't know yourself, I don't know but it is really annoying.
When I asked Mike what he thought I was he wrote back and said "I think you're someone who has more thoughts and questions about things than you lead on. I think you tend to run from conflict than face them head on." Is that true, or is it simply what Mike thinks of me? mmmm....
Well I know that I don't have the answer now but perhaps one day I'll remember who I am because I remember that at one point I used to know my self, but now I guess that I lost myself... How pathetic...
Class is about to start so I have to go... Bye.
When I asked Mike what he thought I was he wrote back and said "I think you're someone who has more thoughts and questions about things than you lead on. I think you tend to run from conflict than face them head on." Is that true, or is it simply what Mike thinks of me? mmmm....
Well I know that I don't have the answer now but perhaps one day I'll remember who I am because I remember that at one point I used to know my self, but now I guess that I lost myself... How pathetic...
Class is about to start so I have to go... Bye.