Who am I?

Who am I?

I look in the mirror
and wonder who I am
I don’t see anything
but a reflection of my face

I don’t know who I am
but I know what I do
I do what my friends do
and what my family do too

I want to understand myself
I want to know the real me
It feels as if I were walking with a shadow
I see it, but I can’t feel it

Am I really the sweet type of girl
or am I the devilish type
No one really know
And No one is really right

People think they know me
they probably do know
but if I don’t know my self
How can I express and show

I can be nice and angry
I can be short tempered and sweet
I can be flirtatious and independent
I can’t be you and I know I can be that “me”

I try to be myself
but I don’t know the real me
So all I really do
is......just......be

So who am I really?
I’m a girl named Daisy
with a lot of personalities
the person everyone can tell they see