Me-me-me. That’s all this is about. No one else. Just me as I take a deep delve into the self for a candid, honest and heartfelt look at both my good and bad sides. Which one had hold of me at the time of writing – you decide!
About that way older people always seem when looking at them from a young perspective, then catching up a bit and realising the grotesque reality.
A poem possibly about indecision more than anything else.
The inspiration for this poem speaks for itself. Good thing, as I’ve no intention of ever mentioning it again.