Who is me?

through the yearning of having this and that, through the hunger of achieving this and that ,           through the thirst of succeeding here an there, i still hold a question, who is me?  

This is me , a fighter through the immeasurable fight of belonging, me is a survivor through hardships of life, yes, me is a medicine trying to cure the virus of pain in it's heart , that's part of me, me is that X factor of learning life, me is a star rising from nothing to something , me is an icon of love through the field of hate ,me is a teacher to that struggling souls for survival ,  that's me. Who is me? 

I lay down a layer of clarification, me is a vulture of love, a rose of peace, me is that center of success and failure, i mean me is that last soul trying to get home, it is that heart full of scars of shame, that feeling of pain when stone of torture are thrown to you.

The uncertainty of whether you right or wrong, the unfairly judged for doing good, the sacrifice made but being punished for not making one, me is that piece of me, of you suffered before laughter  that part of us felt disappointment, disgrace and pain, that part which really smile through the mist of pain, is that me, you or us? me is who you were before, who you are now and who you will be then,  who is me? Me will always be part of you and us.