Me?

Kind of a little riddle about me.

Four years ago, I didn't know who I was. I just let the wind carry me, often getting stuck in high branches.

As time passed, I began changing. Who I thought I was, I wasn't. I wasn't who I was either. Who was I?

I vanished and no one knew, I didn't even know. I slowly began to realize that I wasn't me. I was seldom the same.

I began searching for myself and found many others, but not me. It seemed as if I knew who I was, but not where. I sent messages, but they never made it through.

I finally realized after two years that I am not alone. First I ran from them, then I spoke with them, now I embrace them.

I am no longer who I was. After searching for so long, I have not discovered who I am, but I know who they are.

Author's Note

Seems obvious to me, but I wrote it. See if you can figure out what I'm talking about. Also, this is a true story.

Reviews

[Dragon]

Cool. This amaze me. I love your story. I can guess on what your saying but I don't want to be wrong. I think you once lost yourself. You know who you are and everything around but once in a while you ask yourself, "Who am I? Really?" You suddenly realize that by the shock of the question, you can't figure it out. Okay, so I'm probably wrong right? Oh, well. Just a guess anyways.