The Ultimate Me
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.