Wandering Aimlessly

I'm questioning myself. Why? I have no idea. I'm questioning things I always thought were staples in my life; how I fit in, who I fit in with, who I really am as a person, among other things. Who do people think I am as compared to who I think I am? Is this where I figure out myself? What the outcome of all these questions could be who I turn out to be. But could who I am now be who I will be still, or could it be just the opposite? These questions could be potentially pointless, but going in the other direction, they could be vital for my future.  So right now, I'm wandering aimlessly down the road to who I am, who I was, or who I could be. 

Even writing this, I question how well my friends know me, or how well I've let them know me. I don't think any of them would expect me to write anything close to all of this. But maybe that IS part of who I am; someone else on the inside. I feel misunderstood, and alone in some ways because of the fact that I don't let anyone see this part of me. The topic of me separating myself from a certain group of friends came up in the past couple of days, and it shocked me. I didn't, and still don't quite see it. I've heard comments on how I've changed, and I have not noticed much difference, but as I continue to question things about myself, I'm finding some things that may have turned in a different direction. For the better or for the worse is yet to be seen, and i continue to wander aimlessly down this path lined with questions and friends, waiting to be either taken to a higher level, or to be put down and left with old footprints.