Are you yourself?

The mystery is yourself
over life you seem to shape
color and discolor
brighten and fade

The illusions own you well
obedient and good intentioned
Each part of you formed by each part of your life
where ever you go and do, you are that

Your shape changes over a lifetime
thoughts and feeling raining on you
Driving you to become more yourself
more of who you think you are

Beaten into shape by the city you live in
moulded by Family and friends
Inside the shell you could be mathmatically predicted
A formula concocted by it´s surroundings

Is your existance a beautiful random occurence
or simply a small block in the mousemaze
The world around you, shapes you
Elegantly predictable