You.

I am,
you.
I am,
who you were,
and who you wish you could be.
I am,
what runs through your veins,
what circles your thoughts,
and what pours out of your lips.
I am,
the words you hear.
And I am,
the things you see.
I am,
what deceives you.
And I am,
what believes in you.
I am,
what destroys you.
And I am,
what makes you strong.
I am,
your answer.
And I am,
a question.
A question which asks you,
to be me,
and let me be you.