[SIZE="4"][/SIZE]Who am I?
I would answer my name, but then that is not the Question!
Who am I?
I would tell about my history, but then again, that is not the Question!!
Who am I?
I'ma young juvenile, son of a man of another man and so on goes until we go back to the beginning. That's called the past, meaning I exist and am born in this world.
Then - how come I don't feel home?
How come?
How come I feel like I am an alien...