I'M NOT MYSELF TODAY

I woke up feeling out of sorts, with a headache on its way.

By the time I reached the office I knew I was not myself today.

But, who am I, I pondered, if I truly was not me?

How could I know I was not I if I knew I was not me?

There should be a simple answer to the question in my mind

Of who I am, if I'm not me, and where on earth could I find

Reliable sources willing to explain to me this day

Just who I am, since I'm quite sure I am not myself today.

The notion has occurred to me that if I were so inclined,

I could change who I am, become someone else, that is, if I could find

A person of certain standards, feeling a headache on its way,

And having that very strange feeling that they're not themselves today.

Perhaps they have this question that is preying upon their mind

Of who they are, if they're not they, and where on earth to find

Someone to give them answers and explain to them, some way,

Just who they are, since they're so sure they are not themselves today.

But, common sense and uncertainty left all those thoughts behind.

My coffee cleared my head and in the mirror I would find

That I was where I ought to be, and I dashed wild thoughts away.

It was really quite disheartening to find, I was still myself today.