The she inside

The I I see
the you that’s me
The we we are
the ones we’ll be

The she inside
the shadow deep
Where truth reside
and dare not speak

Who is the we
that be on show
The I you see
you think you know

And of the lost
the ghosts of we
Who counts the I’s
that’s really me?

There is no single self, only moments of now when we are the sum of all the moments that went before, single moments in time and perception that connect and influence the next in continuous evolution…