Who Are You?

You are the diamond, hidden in the rough
Michaelangelo's masterpiece, still in marble
Still being carefully sculpted and chiseled
Each event, each revelation, another chip
The final project, never finished, everchanging

You are the fierce hurricane, out at sea
Churning and turning the calm of oceans
Fierce winds blowing swift, but its all unreal
In the center lies the eye of the your storm
Calm, gentle, passive, filled with such love

You are the pilgrim on a long pilgrimage
To discover answers to a very cruel world
Watching, wandering, waiting, mostly wondering
Hoping to find the star to guide you home
But you can't find it, you have yet to make it

You are the deep thinker, behind brown eyes
Thinking of unwritten scenarios, untested
The chemist, searching for perfect formulas
Trying not to be afraid of unstable mixtures
Sometimes an accidental addition, solves all

You are the dreamer, walking asleep and awake
In a world of nightmares, that are vividly real
Fearful, unwilling now to fight back fully
Slowly waking, slowly slumbering, all at once
With ears open to hearing, eyes closed to seeing

You are that girl, born with brown hair
So bold, beneficial, benevolent, beautiful
With an interior of caring, locked secrets
Vast hidden qualities, that should be set free
So that other people see, what a few already know

You are whomever you wish to be, your choice
This life just a test of pondering patience
The answers to all your questions, simply
Are the questions to all your answers, defined
One day you will see the sunset, and understand

You are confused perhaps, by the answers given
But that is simply natural, this road is long
There is time to wonder, what is being said here
The answers written, to that simple question asked
Strip fake shells, forgeries, dare to be unmasked