I Am Who I Am Poem by Abdul Malik Mandani

I am sensitive, self-conscious,
Nervous, listless, anxious,
Caught up in the grind of life
It's stress and it's strife.

With no goal, no aim, no purpose,
Oh, just living a life I suppose;
Not sure there's a God or a soul
Or in His grand design my role.

Bitter, cynical and regretful,
Not wise enough yet not a fool,
Jack of all trades, master of none
Lost more life's battles than won.

A seeker of truth, lost in lies
A seeker of love, lost in vice
A seeker of faith, lost in funfair
A seeker of hope, lost in despair.

Mindful of Man's frailty, foible and pet peeve,
I grieve for the ancestral sin of Adam and Eve!