too much hope

I'm too much an enigma

To even understand myself

I'm trying my best to take care of me

Whatever version is live now.

Apparently this one needs nobody

No responsibilities

Just existing 

And trying to enjoy

I always forget there's other versions of me

There are too many to count

They all need something or somebody else

I hoped I would be ready

But I'm not. I cannot take good care of me.

I need to learn that first.