Am I that very person people expect me to be, their perception of me?
Am I that person in search of that identity which never is going to be hers.
What am I searching here?
My identity, that connects me to this illusionary world
My own unique self! My inner self, made of light, which connects me to that source that makes me complete and whole!
If I am whole and complete then why am I always looking out, searching for that completeness?
When I know that I am made of all love, then why is that love not good enough for me?
Why that something, that elusive something becomes more important to me that I begin searching for it at times?
Is it a dream? A dream which may not be mine.
Will I be ever woken from this dream
Will this dream become my reality?