oh ego

how could i?

I asks

I asks in shock

in perplexion

while i struggles with the real world

of smells, textures and sensations

I is dissapointed

and confused with the mess i makes in I's idealized world

i forgot what i had to forget to survive the everyday

I held on to what I thought were the right things

so what do i and I do now?

quakes

outside pressures

shake the floor beneath me

every step requires

effort

precision

attention

i dissappear in

expectations

and disappointments

i struggle

to keep balance