I am what I am..........

Who am I?
Am I that confused small child?
Stumbling thru life trying to pick the right path
wondering if maybe I picked the wrong one
Am I supposed to kill the Buddha in the road,
should I learn motorcycle repair and try to be zen about it.
Just because you are ok doesn't necessarily mean I am, and vice versa
does anyone really care what the color of my or your parachute is
Every decision is a mountain, every choice is nothing
Do I do this, or do I do that?
Should I do what you want, what I want, what they want?
I know I should listen to god...
ok now do I listen to your god, my god, the new god, the old one
Should I listen to the politicians, the movers, the shakers..
what makes their choice better
Should I listen to the teachers, the students, the slacker, the stoner, the genius, the village idiot?
Should I listen to all of them, giving each a little compartment,
stacking them one on top of the other higher, higher, farther, deeper
until I am in a small little corner...
Should I ask others for my worth?
Everyday we have it crammed into our faces and down our gaping maws....
buy this, wear this, be this, be that...
Maybe I should listen to the voices of the past..
welcoming the tired , the hungry, the huddled masses
or should I tune in, turn on and drop out
should I read your lips,
should I be afraid of others just because they look and sound different?

Or....maybe...I shouldn't listen to any of them...
maybe every choice I make, every path I choose is the right one.
Maybe you don't get to tell me who I am...
maybe I get to make my own decisions.
Who am I?
I am me.