The Real Me
It is the most honest me the one who cares not for other peoples opinions the one who wishes not to be involved in others lives not their egotistic struggles, not their conflicts, not their affairs daily or other. The truest me, The person who can sit for hours aimlessly considering situations in make believe places with make believe faces considering a personality, pondering eventful non events to plunder for something compelled from inside me something I don't understand, something real all the same. If not, I am lost in want of myself in need of something platonic, legible as others around me find themselves everyday in spouses, in business, in gratifications that elude me dangling as rotten fruits in the path to myself the one always waiting to remind me that it is still in great need of my basic affections to care for it, to acknowledge it, to welcome it in me, myself, unrestrained and full of life. I have no great goal in my doing of this life I have no real need for applause...