who i (I?) am (not)

a poem written on vacation with a dear friend during a time of great epiphany.

i like

who I am

when i'm with you

(i mean-- of course,

i like

this version of Me,

you see--)

but when i


it's not much like me

--not really,

not at all--

but She is nice

and i kind of wish

i were more like Her

a little

(--and a lot)

The End

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