Who Am I?

Happy,

Sad,

Anxious,

Restless,

These mood swings 

Are they who am I?

Sometimes thoughts crawl into mind,

Good or bad they never mind,

They just crawl in my head,

Like an unexpected guest,

Accumulating doubts or burning new facts,

A solution or a problem or situation

I wonder,

Are they who am I?

Then, there are whispers in my heart,

Assuming and modifying the reality,

Placing a barrier before my eyes,

That blur my vision and fade the present,

Are they who am I?

It's easy to be trapped in emotions and thoughts,

But as I mature, I contemplate

And let my fragile self meditate,

Over the options that made me learn,

I have the power to select and mark,

From the thousand choices whatever I desire.

And repeated good selection,

A regular habit,

Strengthen my choice,

Is it who am I?

I wonder more,

Deep inside,

The answer was in affirmation.

This mark my conclusion,

That in fact, I am the product of my choices,

That brings forth the intense emotions,

And wondering thoughts,

That I can filter and select,

To beautify me,

And mould my personality

To who I am.