Who I Am.

Who am I? That is a secret even I don't even know how to unlock.
In the past years, I have found myself wandering, living through the souls of others. Creating a world, another life based off the top layer of the unknown. Then the underneath would grabbed me by the wrists and wouldn't let go. It would leave me in a cage, Alone and lost, Behind cold metal bars, With only the monster roaring, trying to break me free. And I did.

So now, I wander on an empty path surrounded by factions Leading people to their specific goals. No route would seem to let me in, But looking around, I came to realize, That I find it better to not know who I am, Or where I'm going And just live who I want to be In each and every moment And be happy.
I don't need to search for the key anymore. I never had one to begin with.