Have you ever stood infront of a mirror, and asked yourself, "Tyler (or in your case, insert your name) who are you? What are you? Why are you?"
It's that kind of inner reflection that can really help or hinder your own personal goals. This is what I have to say.

I don't know who I am. I think that it's far too broad a question to ever really answer, granted I am only nineteen I have at least sixty more years to figure that out, but all the same I feel like I should know. I'm creative, I'm funny, sociable, interesting, I can sing, and there's so much more to me, but who am I? What am I? Why am I?
I don't think that anybody's supposed to know the answers. I beleive that in the end, you'll just know. It'll be far too late to understand, but you'll know. You've accomplished something in your life time, be it small or large, and I just think that it's worth shooting for the stars, even if that means giving everything up and starting again fresh, renewed, clean.
I'm not going to lie, everything I've done up to this part hasn't been easy. I've been teased, kicked when I'm down and spat on by my peers and strangers. No more will I stand for it, I'm here to live my life how I see fit.
I'm working on my music career, I've already started recording, and writing and such. Environmentalism is still my goal for school, I'm doing that as sort of a backup if you will. Something to generate income and have some stability in my life. If I make it in the music industry, good for me. If not? I'll live my life playing on coffee shops and bars, I'm not worried about it.
I don't know why, but for the past few days I've been really thinking critically about life and the world in general. And for the past few months I've found out alot about myself.
As I've stated before, I didn't enter the poetry contest. I didn't have enough words, my count was 633 out of a minimum of 1000 words. But I've found that I can't write under pressure, I need my time to collect my thoughts and write down my feelings. I've discovered that editing my poems isn't good, it only creates a false sense of pride, it's not my ture feelings, it's edited to the point where I can't even recognize my own thoughts.

My name is Tyler Nelson, and I'm pursuing my dreams. Are you?

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