Identity

What defines me  
The tumultuous thoughts that are scattered through my battered brain  
The scares from pain that are tatted on my mane
A god in heaven running his domain
People heading no mercy to my strain
Words that are spoken, gestures, an emotions
Countless hours of hardship and friendly devotion  
Things that shouldn’t have happened and some I wish they’d had
The fake it till I make mantra I live by  
That state of being that’s rich and full of meaning or the grueling time I let slither and fly  
The person that is vibrant and well spoken or the one who mistrusts and is quite broken  
Friends and family who help pick up the slack or the ones who stick the knife right in my back
It is perseverance, maintaining inner serenity that renews my true identity
Realizing outlook, perspective defines my pure objective  
Wisely choose things I hold and those I loose  
Forever I am conforming, a human that’s transforming  
 
I Am Me