Myself and Me By I

I would say that I am beside myself but I cannot see any other me or even garner what such means. If I am truly side by side as two then both must be clothed in obtuse. I cannot get over myself, I once tried and we both nearly died. Yes, it's an impossible feat, and one I could not complete. I may be out of touch with myself but my hands can sense my skin so, I am not a delirium figurine. If I were simply tired of myself then just sleeping and waking up again would bookend dreams that mediate peace within all my breathing states. I will not say I cannot stand myself because I can without need of aid and, besides, that sounds egregious especially to my delicate ears. Wherever I go, myself also same time shows and fails to sate my happiness elated far above indigent moods that take it.