Who Am I

Whose words do I quote but mine?
Whose intentions fill my mind, and
Whose meanings fill my heart?
Whose interests pull me to indulge?
Whose dreams do I follow,
Whose thoughts follow those dreams?
Mine
Then who am I when they are no longer mine?
A lifeless puppet
Following the crowd
An empty soul
For someone else to fill
A life with no meaning
To mean,
To know,
To love,
I must quote my own words
Intend what I intend, and
Mean what I mean
I must indulge my interests
Follow my dreams
And let my thoughts chase after them
I must know
Who I am