My Identity Is Who I Am. So Who Am I?
I am your mind.
You hear me all the time, yet I am not sound
I can hear the thoughts and the voice in my mind but it doesn't make an actual sound.
You see me all the time, yet I cannot be seen
I can picture in my mind what my it thinks but it's just imagination, I can't see it outside of my mind but I can have an idea that I can eventually "see" (maybe it's more appropriate if I say "imagine")
You use me all the time, yet you do not realize it
I can see what's in my mind (or as I said before, I can imagine it) but I can't physically see it.
I created your world, yet most ignore me
Without our mind we wouldn't exist, since we wouldn't be able to think and do other basic stuff, so our mind determines what and who we are, but nobody can see it.
I am always everywhere, yet always in one place
We can think of being in a lot of places at the same time, or anyway, we can think of a lot of things and this makes our mind space between different places at the same time. That's why we can say our mind is everywhere. But at the end of the day it's still always inside us.
I am always white, yet I am also black
This might refer to the fact that we might be in a positive or negative state of mind. Or that our mind can either be pure or evil. Or that it might be active, smart, clear or lazy.
What hath be my identity?
I suppose it's my mind or my imagination or both.