The Way I Am

A casualty of a personality similarity, apparently,
though it's not apparent to me, 
maybe in a parallel reality with unparalleled insanity.

My motto is true individuality breeds pure originality,
I hate monos I do but inconsistency prevents rhyme simplicity.

However, I endeavour to be quite clever,
and mix this rhyme with a talent that only said hello 
and let itself be known when I sat all on my own 
and met my lowest low and felt all was an unknown.

After I boycotted social events
and my siblings kept a distance
through a transition to clearance 
and all was different but for my parents.

When I could of drank and walked around violent
or gone back to cannabis as a daily requirement,
but I vented in silence and sat and wrote a sentence
to then rhyme it in an instant and express a cruel incident,
all done with rational thought and I felt happy with the result.

I found a talent up my sleeve 
better than what I ever believed, 
assured by my second poem called "Believe",
13 months on there are 400 more to read.

I've covered a whole range of topics,
writes of stupid silly to writes of serious logic,
but lyrical writes enabled 
a plastic Eminem wannabe label 
as though I'm unable to be a creative individual,
and so slated for not being an original.

It seems that Trim Shady alias will stay with us 
and I'll seem ridiculous but the influence 
that became the fake appearance will see a disappearance, 
I'm Nicholas or Trim I don't initial my title
I'm not trying to be like Marshall whom is unrivalled.

I'll do it my own way with individuality, 
knowing that alter ego is the only reason you see a similarity,
but I'll make you see I'm a singularity, 
a personality out to become a familiarity.

Though I've balanced my talents over a vast distance using 
rhyme to reference these events it makes no difference to opinions,
yet I stay driven because I was influenced by Winston and his words to the wars winning.

Let's be clear Churchill caught my ear like Slim and I listened in awe to him when he said "Never Give In", 
so if the world goes silent I'll start to sing, 
if you attack me I'll whack you, 
if you distract me I'll trap you, 
if you perceive me as fake 
I'll make you retract that statement with haste.

I'm evolution at play,
changing and adapting,
but I'll always do it my way.

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