I am not

I am not what I say I am
I only have what I possess
I
Am
Not

There are secrets of self
That remain hidden
For a purpose
There are secrets of self
To keep hidden
In order to believe
I am this

Long ago this happened
Yesterday I believed I was that
Today I remembered the truth
I am only what I tell myself
I am
But I am
Not that man

I am not that man
Who left as a boy
And emerged with a broken wing
I am not that man
Who was a forgotten bystander
And unwilling victim
I am not
That man since
I possess the truth

I am merely human
Driven by my mind
And its illusions
I am merely human
Guided by my heart
And its intuition

Let’s forget the old story
It always had a sad ending
Let’s pick up the new story
The one with the unfolding path