Me. But Who? Poem by Nobody []

Who am I?

Once a child, with happiness and not one care in the world.
Now a struggling person, Not having a clue what to do with their life.
I struggle with my identity,
I'm told, "You're born this so you're this." But
sometimes I think I'm not this.
I continue to doubt my thoughts.
I let my dysphoria take over and watch me drown.
My reflection sheds the tears I refuse to shed.
I force myself to hold in those buried emotions and tears.
Years and years of anger and sadness slowly building up,
when will it break?
when will I fall?

Who am I?
My name is there, On the paper,
But, That's not who I want to be,
I want to be,
Me,
But, I don't know who, me, Is.

Who am I?
Doubt.
Dysphoria.
I joke, insulting myself,
they laugh, deep down I mean it,
I hate the way I look,
I'm annoyed by the sound of my own voice,
I cringe at my laughter,
I really am starting to hate who I've become.
But.
Who am I?