Who me?

Dear Me

  You gonna tell me what you looking at me for? What do you think im here for you? Oh! wait i just might be writing myself, sitting at your computer, acting like im writing you. With those long dreads i just might grow to like me, and if i see you i might just like wat i see. That would be sort of like a crime right?... something like identity theft, if so would you give me everything i own, or keep it for yourself. Of course you would because i know you and you know me, stealing from myself would'nt be a good look... well not for me! It would only make you, i mean me, look bad! Then i would have time to reconsider all the fun and precious times we had. Let me stop joking with you cause i might make me mad. Let's just change the subject and talk about things you like or maybe wat we like, poetry, video games and making people smile when everything's going bad. You could sit across from me in the mirror and think about what to do next. If not then just take a look in you phone, press call and i'll be in your roledex. So untill I write me again am gonna lived blessed, until i feel we gonna do it again im gonna do wats best.
Love
Me