Identity Crisis

I look in the mirror and what do I see? A face that's familiar, but not quite me. I try on different personas, like changing clothes, But none of them fit, no matter how it goes. I wonder who I am and where I belong, As I navigate through life's winding song. Am I the person I was born to be, Or just a product of society? Sometimes I feel lost, like I'm adrift at sea, Wondering who I'm supposed to be. But deep down inside, I know it's true, My identity is mine and mine alone, it's not for you. So I'll keep searching, until I find, The identity that's truly mine. And when I do, I'll stand up tall, Proud of who I am, flaws and all.