I am nobody but myself
All my life
I had been looking for something, and everywhere
I turned someone tried to tell me what it was.
I accepted their answers too,
though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory.
I was naïve.
I was looking for myself
and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I,
could answer.
It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone
else appears to have been born with:
" that I am nobody but myself".
~"Battle Royal"
Im perfect to be imperfect.