...A Pocas Palabras

We might be old,                      uncool,                      or unworthy. We might be hated,                      mean,                      or criticized. We might be interesting,                       lonely,                       or popular. We might be athletic,                       bony,                       or fat. We might be mysterious,                       dangerous,                       anxious,                       open-minded,                       closed-minded,                       funny,                       loving,                       abusing,                       unknown,                       famous,                       sociable,                       shy,                       active,                       lazy,                       productive,                       unproductive. We might be closed friends,                       acquaintances,                       strangers,                       or enemies. We mi

I’m the only Me that I have How can I loathe Me? I’m my only vehicle My only land My first experience of life I’m my lonely Me My hated Me My darkest Me My house My soul My mind Nobody would give me another Me to be How couldn’t I love Me? My beaten Me My scared Me My mistaken Me My feeble Me My miserable Me I have never seen someone quite like Me As rare As all the things I am Why wouldn’t I like Me If I’m my only Me? I’m sorry you cannot see Me I’m not here to be seen I’m here to be As you’re there to be, too. I’m only my only Me I have The only one I could ever call Me And I cannot, By the strength of the fiercest spells, Lose my Me. © 2015 Grecia Albornoz