Me, Myself, And I...

 Me, Myself, and I






          I





would you still love me, 

if i had not a name?

if i did not feel shame?





would you still love me, 

if my talents were lost?

if i resented your touch?





would you still love me, 

if you always lost?

if I didn't love you as much?





would you want me, 

if i were smarter than you?

if i were stronger than you?

 

would you love me, 

if i was less than myself, 

more than yourself?

 

for 'tis true love, 

to love one as they be?

thus, if i was these, 

i would not be me.

 

            II

i am not barbaric, 

nor am i civil.

i am not angry, 

nor am i calm.

 

i am not new, 

nor am i over used.

i am not in pain, 

nor to i feel fine.

 

i am not a girl,

i am not a boy, 

i am nothing more than that which i am: 

 

myself.

 

        III

 

if i did not have a face, 

i would not have to paint it.

if i did not have hands, 

i would not have to wash them.

 

if i did not have a mind, 

i would not have to think.

if i did not have a heart, 

i would not have to feel.

 

if i did not have beauty, 

i would not have to use it.

 

if i, were not i, 

i, would not be it.
BlueMirror BlueMirror
22-25, F
1 Response Mar 14, 2010

A beautiful poem with much feeling.