I am beyond that which others see

I am something beyond that which I can perceive

I do not understand myself, but to think that others perceptions are what defines me

It's laughable

I am that I am because I am that which I am because I am

There is nothing else to it

I simply am

My name is Vivian/Misty/Sandra/Crow/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/Name/

I am

We are

I'm not I, I am we

I am a plurality of self

There is no center. There is no center. There is no center. There is no center

Every part is just as much me as the rest

We CALL ourselves Vivian. But that is just it, isn't it? A name. A label. Something to help define us to others

But that is not what WE ARE

My thoughts ramble, my words jumble amongst themselves

We are not simply betwixt, we are the start and we are the end

We are that which will become that which we shall become when we shall become that which we shall

I seem fine

We seem like an I

We are not

Nonetheless

We persist