Who was I supposed to be again?

Sorry blog, I have not been around.
Fall is falling on top of me in the form of leaves, years of life, realizations and questions. Who was I supposed to be again? I can't quite remember. All that I do falls in the category of "short". Not quite making the mark, not quite making money, or fame, or altruistic deeds. Just surviving. Just trying to make it on time but finding myself late for things. Late for graduation, late for proving that I am right, or wrong, or an eternal outsider, or just one more. I wish I could write songs, I wish I could write poems. But mostly, I wish I could write and not care. Just like now.
Thanks blog, maybe I will see you again soon.