This Self in Me

This self in me,



Existing within it ,

Unbearable.

Torturing me ,

Even with childhood mistakes,

Making them,

Unforgivable.



Wavering, stumbling.

Innovating limitations.

Inhibiting, manacling,

Rosy expectations.



Frowns when I don't want to,

Laughs when the opposite's true,

And beneath a non transparent cover,

Shrouds a human's abilities,

Clouds a soul's singularities,

Too unseen to discover.



Even before my time,

Has it been a wicked guide

In this body it's doomed to abide.

Animating it awkwardly,

Rendering it a human-like marionette,

For the real world stage unfit.



And though in depth it's not mine,

I am not its,

It deadens me in my life,

Waiting to live in my death,



This self in me !











































Sally Ali.