A poem that Darshan sent me. Startling.

Why do I write
Is it because I have to
Is it because I love to
Is it because I am really good at it
Am I good at it
No I'm not
Yes I am
Not you're not
Yes you are
Who's that?
That was me
Talking to myself?
Was I
Am I neurotic
Or do I just pretend to be
To convince myself that
I have an interesting
personality Do I
Am I
Am I
Not I'm not
Yes I am
No you're not
Yes you are
Does it come naturally
Or is it just a stream of consiousness
One more of my fundas If you will