Long ago I learned to separate the “I” of my Ego
From my true Self and found the freedom in saying no.
Now I’m seeing that I, as Me, is a series of stereotypes
Protecting me in a holding pattern.
Yet, when I can release these auto pilot ways of being
Then, I will truly know the freedom of being with my Self.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem