I am pretty.
I am talented.
I am intelligent.
But who am I to be that?
I am ugly.
I am skill less.
I am stupid.
But who are you to say that?
I am Sana.
I am Olivia.
I am Hernandez.
But who am I to accept that?
You are you.
I'm not you.
So who am I to judge you?
I am me.
I accept that.
So who are you to deny that?
I am everything.
I am nothing.
So...
Who am I?
-SOH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are you. I'm not you. I am me. I accept that. Who am I? This is a perennial question.. so many philosophers and theologians tried to answer it. i think we are all living mysteries. Since we came from God who is total mystery in itself, we should be mysteries. dont u think? thank you that i met your philosophic mind.