Its me
To me
Do you know me....
do you know all that’s me..
not as being, but complete.
Why do you wonder and trembling
my mind as if your part of it,
keep on trying to convince me of undefined
truths and fabricated realities, shallow and
detached.
I’ve got eyes to observe... scanning right
through your pretentious well doings.
Keep your distance and let me be...
For you don’t know me, nor own me.
(2015)
There are so many things that seems and feel right, so many ideas and thoughts that influences our daily life. We have so many choices to make per day and sometimes it can get to us..the wrong choices let us devastated. We have to ask so many questions and convince ourselves that what ever our decisions might be ..we can live with it. Remember the two voices on each shoulder and that's what this poem confronts. Sometimes we are lucky to detect trouble and can divert or avoid just in time...but still as long as we still alive choices will confront us.
