Individuality, An Aspiration

Friends A strange notion Companionship An uneasy feeling People, commonality Seeking something more than scorn Warm smiles Fighting disdain Being me They want me to be someone else I smile They jeer In the corner not the crowd They think it weakness Be like us, they taunt I’m not and I don’t have to be I can be more I don’t have to be what they demean me to be Their weakness is my strength, I am my own I am different and I love it They fear different and I pity them We are all different We are all unique Only some of us have the courage to embrace it The overwhelming passion, the endless dedication To books or ideas or collections Don’t be many Just one Accept yourself The rest will follow