Michele C. Messina Long
Me, My Self And I - Poem by Michele C. Messina Long
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.
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