I remain I
I am who I am
Who else might I be
The goof, the ham
A whole oddity
I cannot correct
With all do respect
The me in myself
Flaws you detect
I won’t moderate
My soul won’t deflate
To fit in a square
Be basic, not great
I find, I’m a lot
A mess, a knot
Perhaps too much
But not a robot
I’ve tried to change
To rearrange
Blend in the crowd
The feeling was strange
I chose to retire
Instead of re wire
To temper myself
Would kill my fire
So I dried my eyes
For, I am just I
I chose to be me
Instead of a lie
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2026
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