My Inner Self

 Jason hush! Hush! Can you hear the chirruping sound of that bird? A shrill of better tomorrow inasmuch it feels like a fountain gushing out of my bosom , I am pleased whenever it sings knowing it's free and not caged. It sunk me into solace while in my solitude I have come to understand the bliss of loneliness amid stereotype of my introversion trait, I have been outcast by my peers because of my desire to be alone, play alone, think alone whenever I'm out of range with you yet I feel the glee beyond the gloom my would be adversaries wants to enshroud over me. Jason, Jason can you hear me? Your reflection is my closest companion, anytime I find my way into this mirror maze from a world of disorderliness, loud and over-stimulating which is bad for my well being in general. A gullible prey might be convinced that confusion is the sole fusion to stand at ease on the pedestal of grace, all that foolishness in a race to seek for attention.
              Jason, Yes Marie. I'm listening. Promise me you will wait for me in the Mirror, the constant tweet of that bird is getting more than tender to my ears and I can sense the sensation. I suppose, I will still take a leap over the heap out in the cold for me to rush to the path where her shrill emit a prototype love of our friendship at its finest. So that I must be back in a haste to share the tale of my experience after my quick gaze with nature's wonder. Oh, Jason why are you sad? I can tell from your mien plus you've been the closest ally I have ever known since I had the knowledge of self, I have to hurry down, you can just relax on the fluffy flowers in the meantime before she flies away then after we can proceed to our giddy dance of consensual ritual. Oh Jason, not again. Recall you promised me you wouldn't shed tears for us. Not us Marie, it's me. My plight is greater than I can bear, I am moved to tantrum knowing I am ensnare in a world different than yours, my only existence is confined in a mirror maze, to some degree makes my instinct clouded with soot. Nooo, but still your aren't elusive to find Cooed Marie; the pasture is not finer than you've imagined. In planet Sphere you're bombard with disdainful words for been too quiet, shy or reticence you must be the opposite to be accepted which I know you're not. Jason don't sigh, I wish you and I remained part of nature beyond the advancement of homo's evolution she said quietly; like the birds' calling.
            Marie, I'm relived. Better you hurry before she takes to flight. I will be here waiting in solitude for my inner self. Glad you are cheered, here I go for a gaze but surely I will be back in a jiffy about an adventure full of tale to share with my inner self. I love you. Oh, I love you more said Jason.      

-Written by Babatunde Alimi
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