Finding Me, Myself and I

Life before this, was a mere existence

Grounded by false hopes and pessimists

Who only wanted to persist

In their quest for total obedience

A world with all conforming

Without totally knowing

How to function with thoughts always swarming

Due to the lack of informing

Mixed emotions classified as irrelevant

The way one feels, not pertinent

To the objective at hand, so delicate

One could crush it like sediment

Yet such ignorance

Is now replaced with pure bliss

As the previous hinderance

No longer exists

Our previous qualms

Only a figment of our minds

Created only by

Me, myself and I