Who is she

Who is she
to me she is all
but she does not recognize who i truely am

She is who
the who that
makes me want to live
to succeed, eat, breathe

she is what drives me to never give up
to stand tall and face the world for what it is

she is my friend but to her that is all i am
with her by my side i could, would, find life
and find it complete
my thoughts may be wild and sporadic
but one thing i know is
she is there
she IS

Me

Who am I?
I am just a dot on a page
a tiny flicker of light

What can my single dot
my tiny flicker do

I am but a simple,
sane,
thoughtless,
zain,
plotless in a story filled with dreams

When will I make my mark
When will my dot end a sentence of acceptance
When will my flicker light the way for my future