The Ultimate Me

Knowing not what is my identity,

I ridicule myself to know the entity.

Placing at the footstep of outsiders,

Diminishing my worth and sustaining on earth.

Taking this advantage,

Now I can see at this vantage.

Full of pains and miseries,

Shedding my tears and creating memories.

It is high time now,

Behold! Look not at me,

For I'm not a piece of disgrace.

As if I'm here to be traced.

A decree is here I release,

It is not meant to get it pleased.

I love myself, not thyself,

I am what I am meant to be.

I have explored myself,

Now I know myself,

For it is me, only me.

It is the ultimate me.