The We In Me - Poem by Justin Boyd
here I stare
At the wall right over there
“With no paintings? ”
Yes, it's bare!
Any way, how do you fare?
“I am well, ”
My only friend!
“You're talking to myself again”
now I wake and I lie in bed and shake
“Oh, calm down! ” Give me a break!
It's your fault – the noise you make!
“I am you, ”
“My only friend! ”
I'm talking to yourself again
Murder? Murder? No - I'm framed!
Hear that voice? The voice I blame!
“They can't hear me.”
What a shame I do not think I like this game
“I am sad, ”
My only friend,
“We got me in trouble again”
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