So riddle me this, who am I?
I am not a child nor am I an adult.
My emotions run away from me and my opinions are swayed by others.
I don't know my place in this world of yours, so I made one in my own.
This book is a reflection of my inner world and the core of my being.
If you know me, it will show my soul.
But if you don´t, it is just another story.
It is not linear and a bit confusing, as thoughts and feelings often are.
Misspelled and chaotic, maybe but it is me nonetheless.
Of cause as with all things, it is much simple to judge from a distance
but then it would no longer be me.
Yet there are still layers.
My last remaining mask, which hides me from shallow gazes.
So tell me, do you see me now?
