Who Am I

Who Am I?
Who Am I?

Every now and then I go into a mode of complete panic. I frantically look for a trace of my true self or answers, but find absolutely nothing. I deconstruct my actions, and again, nothing. At times, I wonder if it is futile, this desperate need to find oneself. Do I really need to have a concrete classification of who I really am? Or is it something I want to have, to soothe the anxiety that uncertainty has given birth to? Who am I?...