Isn’t strange how so many versions of you live in other peop

Isn’t strange how so many versions of you live in other people’s minds?
To some, you’re the quiet one who never speaks.
To others, you’re the loud one who never stops talking
Some see you as distant and hard to know while others think you’re the most caring person they’ve met.
But none of these versions are real you.
They’re just pieces shaped by how people see the world not by who you really are.
Even the person you believe yourself to be only exists for yourself. One that lives only in your mind. Build from your own memories, your worries and your dreams.
Perhaps, who you are isn’t meant to be defined but discovered moment by moment. In the way, you choose to live.
But you not defined by the fragments others see you even the image you hold of yourself.
You’re the choices you make, the love you give and the life you create. Maybe being undefinable is the most HUMAN thing of all.