are you like me?
prone to try to write
away your miseries,
desire calm
behind the cause
the beginning find
perhaps
write upon a
thought profound,
that makes
me, or you
open up our eyes?
When we set out,
supposedly, to
sound out
loud shout a
feeling read it
finished
say My god!
Realize on
second read
we spoke
of me
or you?
Edited so much
but came
out true.