who

the struggle within
i say "since when?"
just as i begin
to try and rescind
inexplicable sin
i made so
there we go
i said it, you read it
who knows
what it means
what this means
what's in between
these ears
's it fears
of tears
from tears
or years
of despair
so queer
this life i'm living
so trying and giving
i find it takes
poison, not from snakes
to keep the mind tripping
to places never seen
father than in between
the aforementioned scene
of nightmarish fiends
but not dressed in ghoul
but cashmere and wool
v-necked soul sheaths
that smile with same teeth
that clinch on my throat
through lies and deceit
this troupe, I spy
an improv of life
jokes at whose expense
yours mine, from whence
did they learn
or be able to discern
me from you from you from me
or even people on t.v.
who are we
what are we
you
me
i see
only what they want
maybe it's me

or maybe not