I'M Glad That I Amuse You'Ll Poem by Arvind Ananthakrishnan

With a style of my own I strut,
I try so hard I need to shut up,
I make jokes that ain't really cool,
So you guys laugh out and think 'Oh! what a fool! ';
The laughing hurts a lot and the comment really haunt me,
But just then I stop, console and think,
I'm glad of it all,
I'm glad that i amuse you'll.

When with emotions I speak you find that stupid,
Your trash you throw at me like I'm an old statue of cupid,
When I stand you find my demeanour humourous,
My countenance you find meek and downright dubious,
With all of this going on I must say, I don't find you'll amusing at all,
But I'm glad of it all,
I'm glad that I amuse you'll.

None of it really matters,
I should keep myself strong,
My uniqueness intimidates you'll so I'll try to get along,
My hearts a lot bigger I won't hurt your pride,
Still I'm glad of it all,
I'm glad that I amuse you'll.