I Am Myself, And That Is Good Enough For Me. Poem by RIC BASTASA

It is always the temptation
to be great like you,
every word that you say is gold to me
every actuation is a sunny day
to my cold winter,
every leaving of yours, could be
my series of deaths,
and every coming is every rapture
of my spirit
but how sad it is, how reality bites me
for i am always different,
i am in my coldest night, i am deaths of doors closing and opening,
i am always the sadness of departures,
and people get bored and people says that it is not good
and they want me changed, but sad as it is,
i am unchangeable, hardheaded, and
original,

yes, original, and that is the only key that i have to open the real door for me.

i am myself, and that is good enough for me.