All the me inside my head

Each one has a different opinion

And they’re all shouting as loud as can be

How can I tell which one is the real me

All those different thoughts competing for space

All the muddled feelings tangling together

Rendering me wordless, mute

No way to speak the pain of the many of me

No way to show the world and set me free

Mind overloading

Heart exploding

No way to reach out and touch

Another’s soul in the endless thicket

The tangled thorns of circling thoughts

The maelstrom of different me

No way out that I can see

For my godson

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