Not everyone is me

Not everyone is me.

Not everyone my color my size my shape my age is me

Not everyone on the street is me

Not everyone I kiss is me

Not all my twins are me

I am looking for me but I am not frantic

Not all my twins are scattered around me keeping me calm

We are a paper doll standing on our head

Still and all, such a very large number of the people I kiss

Are not me.

I collect us

Running down the page, always down the page

We are not me.

Not everyone I knock over as I dash is me

This doesn't have to end in violence

The corners I turn are not me

Not everyone hiding is me

Not everyone found is me.