Who Am I Poem by Okello Baloyi

Who am I in reality, a young boy that I was 18 years ago? Or just a loser waiting for the world to come to an end?

Last time I was just a boy, full with passion, wanting to be an artist, drawing was my thing and I could tell a lot by just a pencil but now I can't even draw the simplest thing you can think of

Am I still that person who don't agree that somethings are impossible? who can tell you don't worry and undergo on fixing everything I come across, the very some person who would rather try to understand electronics and gadgets

Or just a person who could read people's minds and tell them what they really thinking and the reality of the fact, or just a drunker who always on time when is about beers but late for everything else?

Who am I? am I the person who thinks politics can bring difference even if they're the one causing every natural disaster around the globe, or just someone trying to maintain my personality in a different manner