But Who Am I? Poem by aron seyar

Mind wanderer-
I can't concentrate on one sundry purpose.
My thoughts are skewed and flustered.
My thoughts are who I am.
I have gone awry.
There is constant motion and movement there,
never just a moment alone,
never just me time.
I can't seem to feel one emotion at a time.
I'm bereaved,
I'm overjoyed,
I'm empathetic,
I'm jittery,
I'm confused,
I'm curious,
all right now at this very moment.
Sad for the world,
overjoyed for my life,
empathetic for the unfortuneate,
jittery because I'm learning and experiencing all new views,
confused about who I am,
curious of others,
even though it's never any of my business.
I'm nosy
probably because I feel my life boring and unimportant.
I may be me,
but who am I?
I don't know and maybe I never will.