~~~ The ME of me ~~~

When my life hurts
I imagine my other life
On the road forsaken...

But, my mind wants to know
If it is the road not taken
That determines my life
Or ME...?

Would I be a different ME
If I chose a different road?
Would the ME of me
Change with the seasons
The colors or the geography
Just because a diverse path...?

Or is it a trick
I play on myself
To explain away
My choices
Good and bad
Right and wrong
Smart and stupid...?

Even in my imaginings
I seem not able
To remove ME from me
Untaken road or not...
No matter where I travel
In cars, on foot, in my mind's eye
The ME in me is always there...