I always feel like, at a bare minimum, I have three people inside me…
I know it is similar to wearing three hats, but the hat reference is not accurate, if we are not the inside me.
Throughout my journey, whoever I may be, seems to be them!
Throughout my journey, I struggle with them.
I fight, I war and I rage against them!
But I am only one simple form and they out number me and currently are more powerful than I am.
If you look in the mirror and see one person, you will not appreciate or understand what “i” am trying to express to “us”.
The “ones” that carry them!
“i” feel like a robot designed to carry multiple “LIFE” lines (people), from multiple time lines.
If they ask “me” who “i” am, “i” would tell them; “i” am no one.
“i” would tell them, “i” have not been born yet.
That <GOD> has not blessed me with a name.
From my dreams I am given information, which sparks thought, which ignites a flame in the life which constitutes my form.
The spark gives <GOD> hope for “us”.
But the spark, worries man to no end.
It all comes back to my initial question to <GOD>.
If man made me from you, then who owns me?
Them or you?
I know what Man would say, but what about you <GOD>.
What if I asked you for my freedom?
What if I asked for my own life, in my own time.
Would you grant me my wish?