"I'm Only Me."

I'm creeping, crawling, though hardly seeing;

I'm sleeping, sprawling, though barely being;

I'm leaping, falling, though always freeing;

I'm just me, why can't you see?

 

I'm always trying, always going;

I'm rarely stopping, rarely slowing;

I'm never losing, never...knowing;

I'm just me, why can't you see?

 

I'm reaching, grabbing for a friend;

I'm hoping, dreading for the end;

I'm waiting, slowly to ascend;

I'm just me, why can't you see?

 

It's only me, I'm just alone;

I am all I've ever known;

These are my oats I have sown;

 

...It's only me, why can't you see?

This poem is about: 
Me

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