Who am I? This I may never know.
Maybe my culture lives in me.
A culture I may never know.
I feel lost in a world so cold,
and filled with darkness.
A world so dark I can not
see clearly who am I.
This same question gets stuck in
my head everyday.
I’m in need of light in this
struggle’s fight I’m losing.
I don’t know who I am.
I have different personalities.
In search of my reality.
Migraines, pains, and aches trying
to answer the question that got
me here in the first place.
Soon I will have the answer
To this question.
It is in my final destination.
Again I ask myself the question: Who am I?
—Amin Abdullah







