OK, so I haven't written any poetry for over 2 years now... and sat down earlier on and wrote this.
I know it's not the best... but... comments?
Who Is Me?
Come and see what I can.
When you are here, in this exact spot,
You can see and hear all that I can.
Your experiences may be like those I have,
Yet you and I are not the same.
These are the words I tell my future self,
The person that I will become.
Even if he were to travel on a time machine,
Back to the Then that is Right Now,
I am not my future self, and he is not me.
We may have continuously shared
The same time-space since forever,
But the two of us are not the same.
I will become you, but I am not you,
You were once me, but you are me no longer.
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I'm not a N00B, honest!