An Autumn Day

  Rough winds are blowing,
  Leaves are rearing up.
  My arms are shaking,
  Faces are passing by,
  Faces that I don't know.
  Dark faces, white faces,
  Somebody's lighting a cigarette.

Who am I? Ben kimim?

Have you ever asked yourself who you are,

what you're looking for or what you want to be?

These days many people are unhappy because they do not know what their goals are. They just keep excusing about their life and they are not enough successful, but how cannot a person aware of what to do or how to succeed in something?