ME AND MYSELF

     "One day we are friends" complained me
"next day I don't even exist!
I am a patient woman but
I can't put up with this!

     
     I ask for friendship, no more no less
yet some days he acts like I'm not in the room
tell me honestly, Myself
does he get a kick out of causing gloom?"

     Me questioned
puzzled and confused
"Just when i think I find a nice guy
It turns out I lose!"

     Myself who
is logical and smart
replied, "Don't let this lousy violinist
fiddle with your heart!"

     "Does he have an insecurity complex?" questioned me
"Does he feel inferior?
so he attempts to hurt others
so he can feel superior?"

     Myself sighed and exclaimed 
"stay away, he' scum not a savior!"
but me replied
"But look at his peculiar behavior!

     Oh myself! Oh Myself!
how can you not wonder and say
from a psychological standpoint
what makes him act this way?"

     Myself looked at Me with pity, 
"Do not give him the time of day
who care how he behaves
is he's gonna treat you this way!

     Why not follow the flowers
the meadows, the waters, the sun kiss
Why must you follow the demons
the pain, the torture, and the snake's hiss?"

     Me thought for a bit and cried out,
"I would love to do that, to lighten my load
but what you don't understand, myself
I can not find that road!



     I have travelled many a day
I have crawled many a night
to find that road of purity and respect
with all my might

     But each time I come close to the road
I feel rejections's shove!"
So Myself replied
"Me, that is not the path I speak of!

     The path I speak of
you feel little rejection at all
In fact, you shall have respect
there you can stand tall!

     There you shall be courted
not by scum but a god-like savior
in which you won;t have to put up
with his horrid behavior!

     There you shall meet with intelligence
Edgar Allen Poe, Albert Einstein's mentors!
Me smiled for a moment and replied
"what if they don't let me enter! 

     I'm sure they do not allow just anyone
Into this garden full of pleasure and content
this would only cause thoughts so morose
depression, melancholy, and repent
     
     Besides I am not always cheerful
and sadness, I'm sure they do not allow
I'm very sensitive and moody
I think I'm better where I am now!"

     Myself huffed in fury
"How great is this place, you live! What allure?
why do you stay in this dungeon?
For heaven sakes! you deserve more!"

     Me looked up bashfully
with a happy tear in me's eye
Revelations exploding open in Me's mind
causing me to reply
     "Do you mean it, myself
Do you really speak the truth?"
Myself laughed, "I've been trying to explain it
to you my dear since our earliest youth"
     Me's morose and somber days
were filled with joy and laughter
and Myself and Me
lived happily ever after.