I am… do not know who I am.
A fool in the guise of something wise?
A scarecrow in the crowded fields of mind?
A sorcerer with no tools at hand?
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The search for identity. A tough one. And for many never ending. Often times it's easier to rule out what we're not before we start taking on who we are. An interesting piece
Nice poem about the longing for writing and being more creative like you. Thank you si Driss for this awesome poem.