A part of me

A part of me

A little one

(for them)

A stupidly big one

 for me

is running away

faster then I ever was

and probably as I will

 ever be

but how I know it?

Because it is  “OBVIOUS”.

The question is

For who?

For who I am supposed to

Be

But not for who I am

And I am going to do

Everything I can

To not be

The person in front of me.