The Self

I do not like myself

Especially

I just have to live

With myself

No peace of mind

Will ever come my way

On Accepting

Staying silent is

Accepting the repression

Putting your agency away

Accepting destruction

Turning force and anger

Inside will eventually

Destroy your strength

Your judgment

In the start it is easy

Soon you will lose your track

Your path in life, waking up

As an old man lost in the

Mountains