There is no definite answer to what I am. Honestly, I really don't know my status and identity that it is difficult to portray myself with the words. There is always uncertainty in my decisions and thoughts that nothing is really clear. Thus, one thing that would portray me well might be a question mark. A question mark does not give an exact definition to what a particular thing is. Just like a question mark I hesitate to give a definite answer on things. Even if the answers were spoken out of my mouth, on most occasions they end up being something I did not intend to mean. I am not trying to make a point that I always lie to people. It simply means that I am not an expert at expressing my inner feelings. I do not understand for the most part what is best for me, which places myself in a state of confusion. I am just like the question mark, which seems to have no definite answer.

Also, I am like a question mark in a way, which it questions.
Ever since I was an infant, I was very fond of asking questions. For example, my mom used to tell me that a good boy listens to his mommy. At a young age, I questioned why that is so. Everyday, every minute, and every moment I breathe, I question. The frequency of questioning is too often that it seems like nobody
would understand me except God and a question mark.

Probably that is one of the reasons my belief in Christianity is so profoundly rooted with faith. When the fear that nobody will understand my inner emotions overcomes my soul, I always find God standing beside me. In him I find some comfort and joy because I do not have to explain anything but still expect Him to understand me.

As I question I learn new lessons and that have become part of my life gradually. Nothing other than a question mark seem to be sufficient enough to replace the emptiness and curiosity in my heart. There are many objects on Earth that exists. Most of the times those existing objects we see, exists for us to believe without logical or firm evidence behind it. In those cases, I question for the sake of myself, Why is this so? As I am getting older I begin to realize slowly that God might be the answers to everything. But still I find myself constantly being surrounded by my pride that keeps me from acknowledging God. I keep questioning because of the selfish pride. Therefore, my self-portrayal is seen through a question mark that is uncertain and questioning. My self-portrait is very unique and nobody will understand it because unfortunately nobody seem to realize that with all the answers to life, there will be no purpose of living.