Me, Myself And I Poem by Ritika Patel

Me present everywhere
Unaware that I am a traveller,
Me going everywhere
Unaware that I am alone,
Me talking to everyone
Unaware that there's nothing to talk about,
Me thinking so much
Wasting energy on forming clouds,
Me sitting still
And flying above the clouds,
Now that's me soaring high with this body
Made with earth, water, sunlight and Air
Burning with fire flying here and there,
Ohh! I found someone, that's me again.