In Olivia Russo's poem "Who Are We?" I felt it defined every person very well. It told me about how no one really knows who they really are. Finding out what you want to do in life or knowing what you want to become is a big step. It affects every one of your choices and determines how you'll live. When you have your life figured out this earlier even, the outcome won't be definite. Things change over time, and people get distracted. Nothing stays the same. There are people who say they would love someone forever, but sometimes it's a lie. We find pain in what others find joy in. Our perspectives aren't the same.