yet another one

i have written some poems
more than three
less than three hundred)

thus i could be called a poet
though a bad one)
from one person comes lots of poems

from one yet another one
just to hear they saying
that it sucks to be me

counting on me

i was counting
one two and three
how many of us can there be

(and when i say us i mean
me and me and me
and not me and you and she)

because being in a whole
one two and three
is not at all being free

it is on the contrary
being free to be me
but not to be me or to be me

for all the time i think about us
(i mean me and you and she)
i am not even there to be me