Learning Me

by apoorvmat

In the frivolity of wind
And the resolve of a tree
I see the point of me

I stumble two steps forward
And get dragged back three
I see the point of me

In Mead’s discourse on self
And Goffmann’s dramaturgy
I see the point of me

I humbly accept advice
When I crave empathy
I see the point of me

In a heart fraught with knots
Though my face shows glee
I see the point of me

I am stereotyped as ‘big picture’
And bucketed as INFP
I see the point of me

In a world of constraints
When I yearn to break free
I see the point of me