April 9, 2007 - 21:18
Me, Myself, and I
The more I know, the less I understand.
The more I understand, the less I know.
The less I know, the more I feel insecure.
The more insecure I feel, the more I question myself.
The more insecure I am, the more I don’t know myself.
The more I know myself, the more arrogant I become.
The more arrogant I become, the less I like myself.
The more I hate myself, the more certain I feel.
The more certain I feel, the more I know what I want.
The more I know what I want, the less I find what I like.
The more I like what I find, the less I’m sure of what I want.
The more uncertain I am, the more lost I feel.
The more lost I feel, the more depressed I become.
The more depressed I am, the more negative I think.
The more negative I think, the less good I see.
The less good I see, the more I hurt.
The more hurt I feel, the more I suffer.
The more I suffer, the more I question God.
The more I question God, the less I understand.
The more I question God, the more I believe in myself.
The more I believe in myself, the more I trust myself.
The more I trust, the better I feel.
The better I feel, the more confident I become.
The more confident I become, the more I feel I know.
The more I feel I know, the more narcissistic I become.
The more narcissistic I am, the less I care about.
The less I care about, the less I feel.
The less I feel, the more I know.
The more I know...
Collection of poems I've written over the years.
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