Braveheart• Show poetry

ME MYSELF AND I

To my unknown friend,
Who lives in a faraway island unknown to me
You have a sweetheart and you are straight in being
Yet you remain unknown to me I hope we meet someday
As I send you this, I hope you get it as you remain unknown.

My friend, in a faraway island you live
But I do hope these gets to you,
As I will be sending this through a sparrow and a sea bird,
Why because you still remain unknown and your dwelling place I know not,
But I bet you don’t known me, as I am a run away stranger.

Brave heart I am been call, and Obalola is my native name,
I am like a tree with lots of branches
As I’ve got face of all faces in me
You will like me, though I am a diplomat
When I say ‘No’ I mean ‘Yes’ and when I say ‘Yes’ then you figure it out.

To many am a pretender where as I am trying to pass a massage
And to my unknown friend don’t be scared
For chance makes our parent.
While choice makes our friends
So be Yellow, be free.

Knowing myself was my number one priority
I am who I am for I think I am
I know my limits but ignore them
Instead I make it my stepping stone
I live in a little but big world of my own.

I rule my world,
President by ‘Me’, governed by ‘Myself and managed by ‘I’
To my unknown friend who live in a faraway island I say be yourself
For it is the you in you that makes you the you, you are.
This is Me, Myself and I in my own world.