"This is Me"

Asleep in your excuses,
Never to awake.
There are innumerable things
You don’t know,
And I aspire to tell.
You want to know me?
Me. The nihility?
Why?
What is to know of nothing
That does not even know itself.
Fancy me a beauty queen,
The princess of your reverie.
Erroneous!
I degrade such a title.
All I need, correction,
All I desire is your liking,
Your love.
Perfect my dream yet?
Open your eyes. Awake.
Hi, this is me.