I know not now if my existence was just an epiphany all through or a series of dreams that i still have to wake up from.

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I’ve just been someone and existed in others so much that now i cease to exist on my own.

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There are so many versions of me that every being i know, knows a different being of me,

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I have long forgotten who i was in this society, where all i did was to prove myself, lest i forget that if there were a thousand reasons not to and one reason to blame me, they would throw me down a river for that one reason, now i’m in search of me as I've lost the very essence of my being.

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WHO AM I?