It is like getting cut to bits
For me to walk back and forth
To collect all the pieces of self.
To collect only the pieces of self
For me to know more pieces, yet
To leave pieces of others to them.
To leave pieces in others to them
Understand the dual effort it takes
To focus on collecting what I need.
To focus on connecting what I need
I see their pisces hiding their lives
For it reflects more than a mere mind
For it reflects less than no more mind
Is to finally see into my murky waters
No more limit to sea into my endless All.