I think that for the first time
I am truly free of the wiles of
The Evil One
(I could be wrong;
Last time I said that, I soon fell in “love” again.)
But I have penetrated the
Smokescreens
Of my idolization of certain women.
I have come to be truly secure
With my own abilities
And at home with myself.
I have no measuring stick but my own
Do not compare me to anyone
Except who I used to be
Or who I want to be
Anything else is a sham
I cannot be your
Fantasy
I will not be your
Property
I will be
Me
There’s nothing more to see.