I want to lose myself.
Because the truth is that
I am full of myself.
An officer, professor,
This and that.
Positions come, and then alter.
But I identify
With these roles
Forgetting they all pass by.
When will I be able
To go beyond roles
Even when in them I revel?
A big role or tidbit,
My experience is
Ultimately they all restrict.
So I want to lose
That self which is
Just a hodgepodge of hues.
I want to find the real me
Good or bad, I don't care
As long as it's not a fantasy.
To know my truth
That's all I care
Even if it doesn't soothe.
Good poetry Professor!
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