Personal Pathology

Thou art a tricker, a nighttime avoider

Sit in my mind, disruptive, and loiter.

Tap on the glass and watch like a voyeur.

He'd laugh much if he saw:

You, a true sigmund a-freud-er.

This poem is about: 
Me

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