Lay as compulsion rules my existence,
Wake another day with mighty endurance;
Each instant perplexity questions mind,
Am I lone, nonentity, or one of a kind?
Fortitude sprints and hides each day,
Each night crawls back with beam as I lay;
Gamut of nameless aims deride me,
My triumph, in mind I see, I do see!
Strength became what once weakness was,
Gain I experience with my every loss-
And they think I lose and they gain,
But I laugh in mind with each pain….
Have no intellect, their faces all red-
Fly off my words over fools’ every head!
They exhibit my ways as forlorn,
Wonder if I am a genius or some moron?
Follow them? Never did, and will not,
I am not a lamb of their herd!
Care, did I? No matter what they heard;
Bow I can’t, apologize or thank, I do not!
To love, need to demonstrate and prove,
Or at one go she will disapprove;
Love needs reasons, shoots from close range-
My love, my old weakness, I cannot change!
Despise or love, anything or anyone, I do not;
As I have me, with me, always- my perpetual knot-
Psycho I am, for them and for all,
They push me, but only they fall!
Fervor within remains like sleeping lion,
Intervene or strike not-I am an iron,
None can thrive in breaking me
Or my conceit, because it is ME!
World deems me an arrogant freak,
An Egocentric, loutish- it’s me, a bleak!
Talk is a bark, smile a curse;
Everything mine is for all a coarse!
Can’t pretend as divine soul,
It’s me, my persona, accept as a whole-
Or lay off me, offer me no sham,
As if I care and give a damn!