Do You Know Who I Be? Poem by Bragg Adocio

Do you know who I be?

I have always showed you half of me, still now, when you ask for all  
of me, I only give you body, no soul, no substance, no life, just  
presence.
I've always kept love at arms length
Always thought that hearts should be placed slightly out of reach
That darkness should be adjacent to light and love is an emotion  
comparable to an imaginary number when speaking of sight, like wind  
outside my window, pain wrapped in pleasure
Always there but never quite tangible.
Kinda awkward like the taste of tangerine lips
Nectarine squeezed into fruit punch for an extra kick,
It makes no sense, but neither does love.
Like a random acronym; Life Occupies Violent Escapades
What does that mean! ?
Who writes this stuff?
Get that out of here! It wreaks of lost identity! Like stolen credit  
card
I want my money back!
I want my time back!
I wish I can turn back the hands of time and change my name because  
I'm tired of looking into the mirror and seeing a me that isn't ME.
I want my reflection back!
I want the other half of me to show himself.
I hate hide-n-seek, I always lose, help me find him.
Tangerine lips, pucker and beckon like sweet whistles in his ear at  
intangible frequencies.
I'm not much of a leader without him so you can be my C.O. Until he  
arrives, give the orders, I will follow.
Dr. Jeckle thinks too much, I don't know him, I need Mr. Instincts,  
Mr. Hyde, Mr. Pierce tangerine lips and assign new flavors
I need my alternate reality
My other Me
The one who thinks keeping love at arms length means wrapping it in  
forearms and squeeZing so it doesn't escape
The one who thinks that tangerine is just another word for orange, and  
finds it stupid to call an orange that anyways, and even more so that  
to make it represent something like lips or awkwardness is just flat  
out retarded!
I need that guy, Mr. Confident
The guy who always comes just a little too late, it's past due, where  
are you?
I need you here with me so I can finally be complete, and I'm running  
out of time
Drum rolls take way too long now adays
For love's sAke and for the sake of me, I need her to be able to say  
yes, when I ask her if she knows who I be.