Costumes

There are times I wonder

If I understand which me

Is the costume

Or if any me is

Anything like real,

Because I pull out every me

And try it on for size

When I need a different me,

A fresher set of eyes,

Or an alternate perspective.

Those are useful all the time!

But they never know things that I don't!

They all seem to be mine.

So maybe all of them are real,

And costumes are pretend,

Or maybe every costume

Is just me in the end.