Me?

When will I ever know, I pass day by day, enraged, confused, with a curiosity to find a future. To find my self once again, or did I ever find my self.Is my soul caught in a system that repeats its self day after day. I feel like I'm being suffocated even though I can feel the breeze on my face. Trying to put a puzzle together, my life, but still can't find every piece. I can't get a grip of my self and every way I turn does nothing but bores me. I'm not perfect, I'm not a super human either, I'm just good at being good at everything I put Mind too. When will I know my destiny, my path, being stuck with my own fantasy of what I would like to do has got me in a trans, because I live so much in my mind and not in reality, sometimes forgetting which is which. Feeling like I just woke up from a dream even though I just fell asleep, my mind has become my passion, and my drive and my goal for success and life has become my furry, my anger, to make a difference for my self. But can't find a thing that would interest me to actually try. It's becoming a struggle to actually get up and make something of my self in life, I just want to stay in bed and dream my day, because in my world i succeed and theirs no failure to hold me back. Failure that I talk about is not when you fail try again, acting like I can't do it, failure is when I can actually do it but end up disappointed because its just not my passion. Life is supposed to bring answers, but im still stuck on my first question. Who am i?