Dear Me, Myself And I Poem by Tashi Coote

dear me, my self and i
me: why is it that no one understands?
my self: some people do understand
i: no they don’t, they have no idea how we fell
me: oh ok, but is suicide a good thing or bad?
my self: it is a bad thing, you don’t want to die do you?
me: i’m not sure what i want any more
i: of course it’s a great thing if you don’t like life any more an if you hate making choices let me make them for you.
my self: don’t let i make choices for you, you have to make good choices not evil ones like i.
me: ok but i always pick all the wrong things that why i fail so often
my self: that is because you give in to i, she will always make all the wrong choices for you
me: oh ok i understand now, i is bring me down that’s why i fail so often, well we can both stop that by ignoring i
i: no you both need me, you cant ignore me ever
me: yes we can, i need good choices in life not bad evil ones that will get me only in lots of trouble!