When will I stop, when will it be enough?
seeking, yearning, wanting
Is it my head?
Is it my body?
Is it really me?
“just relax. Have another drink, few more pretzels,”
I stopped chasing my tail for a bit now, but when will the chase stop itself…?
*were you hare when I was fox”
Or is this why me is me.
If so, than I only need some new
N R J