Leading Myself. Poem by Sandra jacks

I thought i knew... myself,
I really thought i knew,
I thought this whole sense of self,
was driven from you,
but now,
as i watch you,
being.....who you are,
the leader of the pack,
me not thinking I'm very far from leading myself,
as i fallow you down your path.

I know what's happening now,
I'm fallowing you too,
Me on my pedestal,
thinking they were idiots for fallowing you,
but now i see clearly,
you've trapped me here,
i cannot leave,
i cannot stay,
It's painful to think of you,
that...way,
i will escape,
from your clutches,
so tight,
its not easy at all,
and its not,
alright.