Just Me: Part 2, Sitting On the Shelf
Just Me: Part 2, Sitting on The Shelf
I am just me.
That's all I am.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
I am me!
Who else could I be?
But me.
No one else I want to be.
But me.
And I then.
But what am I?
I only believe it to be.
No one else in me.
But I you see, I.
Seeing this:
Can you see,
In this life, being me.
I live indeed in reality.
Sitting over there:
I'm up on the shelf.
Right there, write I.
I said to myself.
I'm the writer,
So, why am I sitting on the shelf?
My experiences in which passed.
I, a writer, usually write about,
Events that are shadowed hence.
I'll try to write,
The once-shared write,
I've written right.
The writing I have done,
It's made me who I've become.
I, today that's me, a writer.
Don't ask me:
Why this writing I must write.
But, if I'm mistaken,
Then, this writer will be right.
Edited: 01/09/2023, 10:00 AM (EST)
Copyright © William Darnell Sr. | Year Posted 2021
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