Singularity Poem by Linda A

Nobody can define me
There are no words that can accurately describe me
I am my own being
No one else's experience shares the same meaning
Therefore, life is complicated
And your opinions are overstated
They bring you to insult your own existence
Causing you to become your own hindrance
I know the thought of thinking is intimidating
But you must do so before you begin stating
Meaning must be developed and formed
Old beliefs must be adorned
To share ideas in the future, as in the past
Communication belongs to the creative and steadfast