Am I?

Am I what I said I was?
Am I what you say I am?
Am I anything?

There have been times in my life where I have thought one thing but have been another.
Sometimes I look at myself and think this isn't the person I want to be and shudder.

So what am I?
Am I what I act?
Am I anything?

I wanted to be a hero, but what I do is such a contradiction.
I scrape through life acting like a determined force of friction.

Am I ever?
Am I here?
Am I?

((Dedicated to my insecurity...))