Who I Am

Nearly seventeen years, seems so long, yet there is nowhere I belong, The past five years I don't remember much, I don't know me or why I'm hanging on the clutch, There is something I'm missing in my lonely life, I feel I don't have it in me to carry on the fight, But every now and then, I feel I'm getting to where I should be, I don't know who I am, theres nothing here for me, But I'm getting closer, to finding out who I am, yet I'm getting farther, farther from knowing what I am, Theres more hatred in me than you could believe, burning inside me with nothing to relieve, I wonder every day if I am who I should be, yet I look in the mirror, and I hate what I see, But I'm getting closer, to finding out who I really am, But I'm going to explode, like a bomb inside a dam, I ask God to help me, my blind faith makes me feel better, but it won't be any better tomorrow, my hearts being dismembered, Someday I'll find my answer, the question burns in me, Is this who I am, or is this not what I'm supposed to be?