Me Poem by Vlad Mutuleanu

I who stand here,
The person who is me,
I, I am spoken every day
Abused, untold but I,
Whole, secure am I
Me who is empty,
I am so much
Yet hollow I

I since years ago,
Me who`s lived
Alone, together I,
I who`s been
I will be I,
Me transcending
In future I
I`m clearly I

But am I I?
The me in I
I in one
Only one me
The me in many
Is it really me?

I that shall be
Me dreaming of me
I want, I wish
To only be me
But do I know me?
The uncolored me
I who is to be me
Me who is me