yourself

can you say that you know who you are? can you say that you know the truth about your desires, behaviors, reasons, and motives? do you feel like each day alters your personality somewhat? do you feel that today you are a bit different person from whom you were yesterday? your life is so busy, you spend it in conversations with people around, you talk to them the way they need to be talked to, you talk to them about things they need to hear. are these your words? are these your thoughts? did you have them before? do you remember what did you want to talk about? do you remember what did you want to hear? does not it feel like this hustle takes you further and further away from yourself? can you keep up with knowing yourself? can you keep up with defining yourself? you feel like a giant snake trying to collect yourself, get your thoughts together, but by the time you locate your tail, your head is some place else. you go home after a hard day at work trying to find your inner balance, your peace, but by the end of the day you are either so tired you drop dead asleep or you go wild and get busy having sex. either way, tomorrow arrives, and your head is another foot further away from your tail.