such a question

Who am i?
such a question 
it leaves you searching in the dust of old ideas 
and broken dreams
for something 
that still doesn't sound right

it makes you crazy trying to determine something 
anything
that you know as a fact
to be true 
about you

To be asked such a question 
Feels like falling 
but this rabbit hole has no bottom 
and there is no mad hatter
to tell you it's time for tea 
for the only beverage here
is your own tears

to ponder 
this question 
is to question
yourself
who am I? 
You ask 
but you still don't know

you could like to eat ramen 
and dance under the stars
you could be made of laughter
and jokes gone to far
But you would still be left wondering
deep down 
who you are.