
I am a lot of me . . . . To some I’m just another guy, to a few I’m just the guy. . I’m a son to some, will be a father to some, for some I’m a brother, there are those who consider me to be a friend, for a few I’m an adversary. . . To some I’m all that matters, and to a lot I don’t exist. I’m an open book to some, and to some, I’m misunderstood. I’m a lover, I’m the guy next door, I’m a fool, I’m intelligent, I’m a man, I’m a child, I’m someone you were looking for, I’m someone you never wanted to meet, I’m blood and I’m flesh, I’m joy and I’m sorrow. I’m who I think I am, I’m that which I didn’t know existed. I’m kinky, I’m mellow, I’m smart and I’m an idiot, I’m compassionate, I’m unkind. . . Sometimes I'm just a sheep in the flock and there are times when I'm a shepherd. .
I am who you want me to be. I am a figment of my own imagination. I create a new me every moment, based on what is required, and I discover a new me every time. I'm fluid, I fill the container and take its shape. They call me flexible, I call myself adaptable. I change with time, I change with weather, I change with age, I change with situation, I find myself reasons to change. Change keeps me going, change gives me an escape, change makes me feel eternal. So, when I am no more, I will still be, because that would just be another change.
There are three of me. One that I think I am, one that others think I am and, what I really am. The objective of my life is to reach a point where all the three of me is one. . . .
Do you still think you know me? I, for one don't. . .