Hello, it is I.
More accurately, it is Eye.
Eye rest in my little cubby in your skull
Above the nose,
The mouth,
The body.
Eye see all you do.
The good,
The bad,
The otherwise.
Eye wish you were cleaner,
Wiser,
Younger,
Taller.
Eye wish you would look up and out more.
Eye want to see the world,
But Eye am trapped in my cubby,
Trapped in your skull,
Trapped behind a thin door of flesh.
Don't be surprised
If you wake up one morning
And Eye am gone.
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