I am me and you are you,
But me was you and them
And love and hate,
Then and now,
When and where,
Bitter and angry,
Repressed and obsessed,
And me was guilt and memories.
So I was me and you,
But mainly them,
That and those,
Who and what,
Up and down,
Pleasure and pain,
Alone and empty,
And me was filled with you
and them because me was not right.
Just me was never enough,
Just me never good enough,
So me was others and too little me,
But now you are you and I am just me.