There comes a time in every ones life were they ask, who am i? Who you are can be many things. It could be the color of your hair. The style of clothes you wear. What you like and what you dislike. Me? i'm honey blonde with hazel eyes, I dress how i feel. I love the sound of thunder so beautiful and misunderstood, the sound of rain hitting the cold pavement, siting in a tree and listening to the birds. This is all about me. But is this really who i am?