Who I Was Meant To Be

I'm sitting here, wondering who I am, and who all gives a damn but me. Who cares if they live or die, who sits in time and cries? Who spends a life time trying to figure out who they are... who else but me cares, or dares to be different? Who wants to be who they say they are? Who wants what someone else has? Who wonders about nothing but everything all at once? Who loves, but hates at once? Who am I? Who was I meant to be? Who can see whats coming, but can't stop it? Who has lit a path, but can't take it? Who sits and wonders who they are? Who am I? I am me. I was who I was meant to be.