I am right now,
not the me
of yesterday
That me is gone forever.
Will I get her back?
Never.
I can only have compassion
for who she was.
Not be too ******* her
because
she didn’t know
what she does
Now.

I'm the me
I am creating –
I am a process
in the making
So, forgive the flubs.
Don’t dub
me elusive.
I haven’t perfected
Myself –
Yet.
That me
is inconclusive.