m personality

What is this thing that I call me? A puzzle that I cannot see. A thousand pieces all adrift, A thousand faces, all adrift.

Who am I? I do not know. I am a stranger to myself. I wake each morning with a new face, A new name, a new embrace.

I am a child, I am a king, I am a monster, I am a saint. I am a woman, I am a man, I am a stranger in my own land.

I am a thousand people, all at once. I am a maelstrom of confusion. I am a hurricane of emotion. I am a broken mirror, full of distortion.

I am Multiple Personality. I am a mystery, I am a puzzle. I am a stranger to myself. I am the one I cannot see.