It isn’t so easy to escape yourself,

Slip on another suit for a bit.

Get a fresh shave.

It grows back fast.

Or you forgot how.

Put down the burdens for a bit,

Sing someone else’s troubles.

Try out another’s myth and legend.

Just for a bit

See how it feels.

Find some relief.

The irony of life is the poem.

The more you try to escape yourself,

The more you are confronted by yourself.

Staring right back at you from the mirror.

I don’t even need to write it.