i don't know anything
about anything
most of all
about myself
except
that
i lost myself
a long time ago.
i buried myself
beneath the many blankets of facades.
i hid myself
from myself and this world,
and i know not where
i am.
i am lost
somewhere.
i doubt that i shall be found
SOMEDAY.
and in SOMEDAY all things happen;
all things that is
except
the recovery
of me.
No day is SOMEDAY for me.
i buried myself
long ago, very deep,
wishing and hoping then
never to be discovered
or
maybe at the time
i didn't know
i was tossing myself
away from myself,
burying
myself
to
escape
myself.
i don't know.
i don't know anything
about anything
most of all
about myself.