Me, Myself and I

Me is a name I call myself Like the Sound of Music song If I wasn’t myself I wouldn’t be me But I certainly could be wrong I look in the mirror ev’ry morn I’m the opposite of what you see When I look at a picture of myself It’s a reflection of the real me He’s just a concept of who I am A me in another place A shadow of my former self Myself with a different face Who is it? I am it! That would be me Myself in a different plane I must exist in a moment of time Don’t think of me as insane Is it me or him? I’m not confused Myself, I would not doubt I face myself and it’s very clear Being me is what I’m all about