The Other Guy

I always feel like there are two versions of me: The man I am today...

 and this guy.

There is a version of myself that is in the here and now 

and my other, "better" self, waiting in the wings.  

An idealistic example of the me that I am always striving to be.

On rare occasions, these two souls meet, but mostly, one just watches the other--

a reflection, no doubt,

but each claims to possess a different part of me.

I think I am a better person for the effort required, one, chasing the other--

The me in the moment striving to be more and 

the me in my head yearning to be in the moment.

This dance, this... conversation I am constantly having with myself,

is a part of every decision I make... of every choice I choose.

And because of that, I know the one thing that both these guys understand

Is that one can't live without the other.

Certainty is the brazen siren's song-- an echo-- not your own.

Vulnerability... well, that... that is the only true way to find your Voice.