Me. Just Me.
Me.
I am me.
From the little sprouts on the top of my head,
To the toes on my feet, almost hanging off the bed.
I am the only me there is, no one compares.
I am the only me there is, the only one that bares.
The good, the bad, and the ugly.
No one does it like I can,
No one but me.
I am the crazy type, people look and stare,
I even have some crazy styles, like with my hair.
I'm different, woe is me.
I'm on another level, your highest thoughts couldn't reach me.
I have flaws, like many of us do.
Insecurities, I have many that is true.
I am the only me,
That is plain to see.
I am the only me,
People can dream, hope or wish to be,
Somewhere like I,
Soaring through the sky,
Of my mind, my time, my rhyme, of mine
But I am mine,
I'm benign, good heart, soul, and mind.
I won't waste anymore of your time,
So you won't have to rewind.
To the moment before you opened this,
Poem about me,
Seeing who I wanted to be.
But in all honesty,
I want to be,
No one but me