I Still Don'T Know Who That Is

I should pack But that means I'll have decided Who to be I want to linger longer In the zone of imagination Assembling who I currently am Into a case Always feels jarring A visual, artistic expression Of a person I am not Yet I assembled every item I'll look at it and feel disappointed I suppose I'm also at the point Where I could assemble An accurate representation Of my internal self I have all the pieces for both Surely it should be easier (It's not) I wonder if other people pack Odd outward inexpressions of themselves Even when going on holiday