identity.

i thought i knew who i was
until the day i looked in the mirror.
i looked nothing like the image you had created.
mangled and ashamed
i appeared as a mere piece of guilt.

i thought i knew who i was
until i began to know you.
you seemed a breath of fresh air
to my stuffy heart.
but then, i thought i knew who i was.

still, in the follies of knowing who i was
i thought my downfalls and failures were hated
so to conceal them was my strength.
no one would ever know who i truly was
because i thought i knew who i was.

friends come and go and all was to be at their blame.
never once did i think it might be because of my waywardness
just because i thought i knew who i was.

i thought i knew who i was
until i looked love deep into the eyes
and i didn't get to see my hate melt away from me.
but in a moment, my jealousies and ambiguity
turned into a wall of security around me.
my eyes were concentrated ahead.

it was then that love looked me in the eyes
and i realized what i had become.
everything became known
and what once was known became foolery.

i thought i knew who i was
until i met you.

now all i know is who you are
now all i know is what you've done.

i thought i knew who i was
until the day i looked in the mirror.
and i saw you.

i want to see you as my identity.