conversation with myself

I am me

Do I fear the sadness
And all the regrets
And the things I should have recognized
That I’m not willing to accept?
Maybe I’ll break
An enlightening snap…

I’ll be honest with my self
It won’t happen like that.
See, I reason with myself.
Yet I’m still not who I am
I drown denial with apathy
-imagine reality- Damn

With that, I sing
And I say
I am me
I am free
And I believe it is true
Till I type that last key y

Author's Notes/Comments: 

horrible name, sounds like a terrible poem. I stayed up later than i wanted to, that's not really an excuse.