141. I Am My Own Person (Can You Not See?)

I am weird, 

I am strange;

I am quite odd, 

and perhaps 

even a little crazy.

Though, nothing 

in this world,

or any other, 

for that matter,

could ever make me 

change.

I am my own 

person,

and my own person 

is me,

whether I am boring, 

or fun,

or have others 

laughing a ton.

I am my own 

person,

can you not 

see?

I am this,

and I am quite so that,

I am who I am,

whether it be

a mouse,

or a rat;

a dog, 

or a cat.

I could just be 

a bird,

who flies

everso high;

or perhaps a fish 

who swims 

the seven seas.

Or maybe a light,

that shines in the dark;

I can be anything,

but anything at most,

I am who I am,

though,

I’d like not 

to boast.

I could be a friend

that can count

from one to ten,

or a quiet sleeper;

who may not ever

make a snoring 

sound.

At the most,

I could pretend.

Though, be that

as it may,

I will always be

the person that

I’d wish to 

stay;

or perhaps,

in a way,

I wish for my person

to be the one

that was just 

yesterday,

and not today.

Though, 

it doesn’t matter

what I’d 

ever want.

I am my own person,

and he is me.

Whether it be today,

or it be tomorrow;

or perhaps a year,

or two,

or even three.

I am my own person,

can you not see?