Find My Way Poem by Clara Diskley

Why is it that I can't wait to be older
To look older, act older, or just anything
except what I currently am
Then when you're older you want to look
younger, you liked acting like a kid, and
even then you don't like what you currently
are

I frankly just don't understand and I don't think
that I will ever satisfied with who I am
I guess I'm stranger to myself since I don't
know who I really am
There isn't anything that defines who I am or
that stands for me

My idenity is oblivious to me and I don't have
any idea how to figure it out
What is there to find when I'm just trying to find
my way
Lost in this chaotic world trying to act like I know
what I'm doing