I struggle most of the time to understand who I am. I try to objectively look at myself from the POV of another person, but that person can’t help but know he is me the whole time. I used to put my eye right up to the mirror and stare into my own pupil, to see if there was a soul in there. My name is Will. I was born in 1996, the same year Pokémon debuted. The year of the rat. The number 1 American song as of the day I was born: “Crossroads” by Bone Thugs N Harmony (actual bop). I used to be a different person; this is a constant. I no longer feel like my names are my own. I have always dreamed of being an accomplished writer. I have gotten to a place where it feels like my dreams are dying. I currently reside in **********, **, USA.