There are many "me"s
and I have a feeling
this multitude of "I's
may be a surprise
to those individuals
whose eyes can find
only one thing to be.

If only I could be
one thing as well,
simple and complete,
I wouldn't have to wage this war
to see which me is me.

These "me"s duke it out
over inches of space
not worth ****
in the grand scheme of things.

I guess "I" am here
somewhere in the middle
but all my "me"s
kick up so much dust
I can't see my "I" at all.

And all the while,
my "me"s continue to club
and beat each other
and still they continue to exist
despite their resistance
to come together.

Forever warring and feuding
my "me"s
and my "I"s
see things too differently
to ever believe
they want the same prize.

I who am many
desire to be one,
but if one "me" ends up winning
that means my other "me"s are done.