Self

What are you?

I am me!

But WHAT are you?

A human, just like you!

Then why don’t you look like one?

I do. I just don’t look like you. 

But…I’ve never seen someone like you.  

That’s because you just met me!

But…Why’s your hair like that?

Because I like it this way! Isn’t it fun?

Why are your legs like that?

Because I thought it looked neat!

But…Why do you dress so strangely?

It’s what I like! 

Why-

I have a question for you. 

Yes?

Why do YOU act like you?

What do you mean? I act normal!

But why?

I don’t understand.

Well, you were asking me all these whys and why nots, I thought you would know the answer for yourself. 

…

I do not have to know everything about myself to be human, you know. 

But-

I’ve heard enough buts and whys in my life to bore you to tears. 

Just know this:

I am just me. This is my self. 

What is your self?

I don’t know…

I said that once. And now, I know some of it. 

Why not you go think about what your version of self is?

It might take time. 

It might take days; it might take years. 

But you’ll know.