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Monday, October 3, 2011

I wish I could see me

When somebody adores me
I wish I could see what’s it in me
When somebody hates me
I wish to comprehend why this me

It is always the same “me”
People arrest diverse personas in "that" me
Like one day, hate yet another
Only makes me wither

Today isn’t like yesterday
Tomorrow, a different way
I do not see what they see
For I know me as ME