You Are Not Who You Think You Are

Who am I?

I am not who I think I am.

I am not my thoughts, my feelings, my actions, reactions,  ambitions, distractions.

I wear the clothes of hopes and dreams, failure and loss, projection, rejection, fear and dejection.

My outward imagine is not who I am, it’s who I want you to see, and my internal reality makes me want to flee and hide and bury what I do and i see, with possessions and wealth, with more than I need of food and the drug of activity.

But who I am when the image has gone?

Who am I without these clothes and my hair?

Who am I really?

What lays beneath?

Tell me What’s real?

Who’s there underneath.


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