I Love Me

My mind is made of dirty mud dipped deep down inside an ancient tin mine My perspective is almost always skewed upright, uptight with airy sculpted foresight My opinion is of no consequence to ants, rats and minions claiming views of the city, the flats and the pavilions And whatever and whenever I breathe I breathe you I am nowhere to be found yet I am neverwhere to begin with Whenever I'm about to lose myself, I'm bound to found you My surroundings are my distant playground, shanty dance floors and lonely parks I am free whenever I choose to chained myself to you My stomping, my kicking, my violent tendency smothered me to a delicate submissiveness To you I am the airplane, the big balloon and everything in between I am the air, the star and all that is beautiful I am that recurring dreams you had on countless nights I am not you Yet I am you Breathe me breathe you I love you