Me

And so I unintentionally wrote a poem while I was talking nonsense to myself out loud while undressing after a really long, tiring day at work
8 and a half busy hours of work on 4 hours of sleep
I feel like a robot and I am not sane
It went a little something like this

"Today I am not an existing human being.

I am a me. Merely a me.

Me's don't care--not about a single hair.

And me's don't worry--they waddle, not scurry.

Me's are cool, as igloos can be.

Hey, I wrote a poem. And now I need to use the restroom."