Finding the Self…
That seems to be what therapists want,
But was the self ever lost, did you look into the mirror?
And ask yourself, “self, where did my self go?”
Is he hiding in there, in the dark recesses of my mind?
Or did he run away, hiding in a toenail, at the opposite end…
Lost is the self, is the self the “id” or is it just the inside kid?
How does one lose the self, does it just up and vacate the body?
So that all you are left with is a frame, with no interior,
That would be quite, if you think about it, inferior…
I hope I do never lose my self,
Nor would I want to meet anyone that has done so,
Even if it only went to live down below,
Somewhere maybe near or in my big toe,
Cause if it lived down there, I would have to walk real slow,
For to lose it further, would cause me so much woe…
© ed ~ 9/17/04
Danielle
See what happens when you get philosophical on me, Eddie M? I get that way too! (grin) This is a marvelous 'self' write. katy xox.
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn the silverware roller. :D
sueb