You.

You pinch you hurt. You burn you bruise. You build it all up piece by piece and then you break it all down, all together. You know but you ignore. You could have but you loose it all. You could still have it all but you walk away. You are lonely and then you are found. You have and then you give it away. You break you crumble. You try to piece it back together. You are back where it all began. You are lost and you are found.

You are back then you are gone.

You are who you are. 

But you are everything you see breathe and feel.