A Poem To My Self

Ego. Anti-Ego. AlterEgo.

Never could I write an ode to myself.
Never shall I fall into the pit of Ego trips.
When I see Myself in the mirror he mocks me.
He says he sees a mere shadow of himself,
Because I am but a peel of his fruitfulness,
A shallow puddle to the ocean posed as Me.
I am indeed Myself but he insists he is not me.
My mind hears him through my eye - I see Me.
And although my reflection lacks perfection,
Through introspection I realized I don't need it.
For in acceptance of 'ME', 'MYSELF' and 'I'...
My imperfections make me scenic.
We are all pretty pictures worth being seen,

Author's Note

Don't Feed the Trolls.

Reviews

[CecilA]

You need your eyes examined. 'For in acceptance of 'ME' 'MYSELF' and 'I' ... My imperfections make me scenic.' Be careful or you'll turn into a narcissus. But there is nothing like self esteem to make one a successful writer. I like your self analysis and especially the line: 'My imperfections make me scenic.' You're better looking than me but I believe my imperfections make me more scenic than you. I'd like the Black Queen's view on this one. Shall we Skype or see her in person? Nice job; found it interesting.

[Sibling]

Lol I'd love to see her perspective...btw I wrote this piece for anyone who reads it as opposed to just being about "me" which is what makes me a walking paradox,I wouldn't know if you're a Tyler the creator fan,

[Infurno-Blaze]

beautiful ending. Lovely piece.