Who Am I?

I ask myself this question on a regular bases.

To be honest I'm not sure I should be the one writing this.

Here is what I know so far.

I am a Druid.

Not sure what I can say about that. So was Winston Churchill.

You would have to know one to understand the answer.

I am a man. I'm heterosexual in that orientation.

I know that I can be moved to tears by a song, a sunset or a touching part of a movie or book.

There is something wrong with me.

I often times don't understand why someone would say they like me.

I know I have a low self esteem. I don't think much of my looks either.

I don't strive to be liked.

I never act in a manner other than who I am.

What ever that is.

The feelings that run in me are very deep to say the least.

I can be hurt by the smallest things.

As much as it would be easy to lash back.

I don't, that's not the right thing to do.

Laughter is a good thing, I try to see the humor in life.

friendship is something I value a great deal.

I don't always find it.

When I do I hold on tight, I know how it can slip away.

I love Scully, she has been with me for almost nine years now.

Scully is my cat.

I have nothing real to show for this life.

I'm not a father, I have no wife or lover or child to remember me after I'm gone.

I have written nothing that will stand the test of tomorrow let alone time.

I always feel I can do better and I strive for that.

Perhaps thats the way it should be.

I will leave no baggage behind.

Sometimes I get very depressed, I think we all can. I try not to dwell.

I have been called many things in my life.

I'm sure they have all fit at one time or another.

 

I have struggled with this question my whole life.

I have been on a journey of discovery to learn who I am.

I know I am many things to many people. Perhaps that is who I am.