Who am I?

So, I haven't really been posting much. I was taking a mental break. It seemed like almost permanent writers block. Thankfully, a few months later, I'm *hopefully* over it. This is a little poem I wrote for a friend who has been going through identity issues recently.

Who am I?
Who am I but anyone who I wish
They tell me it is not so
And I can't, so they say, hide under my mask.
But when I come out they attack
And tell me I'm wrong.
To be who I am.
Who am I?
Who they want me to be,
Or who I am?
For they are not one in the same.