Who am I? This is a question I often ask myself- too many times. I mean are our personalities so fixed that we could perhaps define ourselves? To the extent that we could say that an individual can only have one personality that labels them? That characterises them within the false judgements of society?
Truth is there is no answer. We have so many faces, personas of ourselves that we cannot possibly define ourselves in one simple answer. I read this quote once that says ‘we have so many masks that we forget which one is real.’ Too right we do. Most of the times we’re out of our inner ‘selves,’ when around other people we tend to wear our best smiling masks- not to conceal what we really feel but to think that perhaps for that small moment the false feeling can overcome the emptiness we really hide inside, the side that we guard so dearly. Its only when we’re by ourselves in the darkest hours of the night, that we’re truly alone with our deepest thoughts and feelings, that we can unravel our true ‘selves.’ That is who I believe who we REALLY are.
This leads me to my next question, can we truly know someone inside out? To know their deepest dreams, secrets and fears? My personal answer: No, not unless you’re a mind reader that is ha. I believe that everyone keeps a part of them away from the eyes of reality; just so they could be assured that a little part of them is alive and REAL. That small part of them not even your own blood can witness.. We’re so accustomed to it, that it is that part of us that comes out when we turn back around to the world in isolation. Why do we push away people who try to pick us up? What are we so afraid of, commitment? Confession? Or is it our pride playing tricks again? This is just the start of the fearful journey to my adulthood, knowing that the world out there is full of masked people, afraid to expose their real selves.
Back to reality: I guess what I’m trying to say is that this is your life, for you to choose willingly which path to turn.. Be who you want to be, not what society expects and shapes for you to become. Be someone different, have your own values and morals and you’ll earn something called Respect. If you want to fly then you must lift your own wings to stay in the midst sky, what use will it be to use another’s wings? Because when it comes down to it, if you haven’t got anyone.. at least you’ve got yourself.
“Always be a first-rate version of yourself,
instead of a second-rate version of somebody else.” – unknown.