our own being

I am not you

And you are not me

I do not explain the value of things

I am a being composed of matter

But so are kings

And as well as slackers

That bring precarious things

Into order

Rules

That apply to everyone

That abide to nobody but the universe

As same to you

But I am not you

And you Are not me

Defined by eyes other than our own

It is what is seen that raptures

 Reality in the dreamy pastures

Of what we condone

As true

And what is false

We believe that

I am not you

You are not me

I am nothing special

I believe you to be so

as well but we

Can

Disagree

Because you are you

And I am me

I am a being

Not an entity to be

Appraised by others stature to be

Presented as great evaluation of success

that gives appraisal

famed and labeled

What we call law and nature

that is directed as said

I am

Just me

My essence is my own

that

Is not defined by what is felt

Because you are not me

I am my own person

That is what I believe

You exist for you

I exist for me

We say we have purpose

but we Define it

Through corpuses to

Exaggerate feeling

We try to explain our well being

Some succeed

But all fail because

You are you

I am myself