Talking To Myself, As You Think That You Like Me. Poem by RIC BASTASA

i think i will admire you more
for not being like me,

if you imitate me, it might be
funny, or if you insist, i may be
flattered on the illusion that
i am of your liking,

but i do not need it, it is not
that i am bored of myself, but
it is more of saying that i am
more dignified if
there is only one kind of me,
and that you also deserve that
praise that you have become more
of yourself, less anyone else.

i have enough of myself, and
i am not like history that repeats
itself, like an error.