Losing Identity

I don’t know who I am anymore.

Photo by Florian Kurrasch on Unsplash

What do you want to do? Who are you? Who do you want to be?

I scream out loud and still do not know the answer. I did something, but everything drained my energy.

I lose everything. I lose my emotions, lose my mood, lose myself, and lose my identity.

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I prefer to be silent than talk to anyone.

I am tired but still trying to smile in public.

Then, someone told me something, “I have no ambitions,” and… whatever. I have no energy to debate with you.

I just do not know what to do. I am standing in one of the corners of the streets. Trying to choose one of the streets that is better for me.

But I still do not know which one is better for me.

Then I cry. Again.

Crying without tears.