Indentity

My mind is a murky fish bowl
that really needs to be cleaned.
I don't know the contents of my own soul
To know myself is all I need.

I would wander the whole earth
just to find one answer.
the question I've had since birth,
why have I grown like cancer?

to keep this inside
is all I can do
until I decide
just to break through.

Author notes

Just something i've been wanting to get off my chest for a while now. I know that everyone has a time like this, or at least that's what i'm told. I hope that someone can identify with this piece, because it has alot of my heart in it.