I do, I am

Is how I feel what others see

Who am I to them and to me.

I sat and pondered on that thought

The more I did an answer I sought.

What I stand for in my head

Seemed so clear and put to bed.

Though I come to realise talk is cheap

A conscience clear a path set steep.

My actions are what I will be judged

Morals known refuse to budge.

To be honest and true is my goal

The choices I make will show it whole.

I will make it clear and must on my own

My identity I am, my identity now known.