Thoughts scattered across the shores of Laguna Beach

Finding who you, it's no easy task. I as a person identify with a lot of things. Like I am a Marvin, it's my last name got it from my dad, or I am a Mormon. What does this all mean? You could look it up in a dictionary but that is its own definition. The guy next to you on the train may not know either one of those words or what they mean. If he doesn't know do you not exist? Have you become this blanks space in a seat. Knowing who you are goes beyond that. It's not a science of neurons or adams it is more complex than that. No one can know who you truly are beyond you. You are the makings of your inner thoughts and your outward actions. In that is the problem with the world and particularly me. I  did what I was told growing up, I blindly followed most of my life,  I listened and believed what people told me to be or even who I already was. I allowed the thoughts and beliefs of others to determine who I thought I was. They never were my actual thoughts however they were just words implanted into my mind. I now am determined to figure out who I am. Who is Emily Marvin, what is my definition, i am the only one who will ever know. Now to find my own thoughts beyond the words implanted in me. I am my inner thoughts a secret to the world, a story yet fully told.