To Mine Own Self…

You’re imperfect, but I am too.

So that makes two of us.

I’m out of style, and so are you.

So, no need to make a fuss.

It’s time we met and shared some thoughts

So things could then get clearer.

Though a figment of my troubled mind

I think you’re getting dearer.

Let’s sit and chat of this and that,

Please let me pick your mind.

No need to hide what lurks inside,

If it’s ugly, I’ll be kind.

Come tell me all, you on the wall,

Be as truthful as can be.

Hold back the lie, I won’t ask why.

For I seek not a friend like me.