I want to be me, but the me which is only occasionally me wants to be me too. Problem.
I want to be left alone, but only when I don’t want to be with you and all of them too.
I want to be younger, with the knowledge I have now……but everyone wants that.
I want to be quiet, but don’t know how, despite living alone.
I want to be everything for a day so I know what not to be anymore, but I know that already.
I want to be nothing, but I don’t know how to define nothing. ANY thing is easier than NO thing.
I want to be the skin on my back because I never get to see the skin on my back, but that’s not a good reason — or is it?
Fraser
August 2023