Me [One of my poems]

I always wonder
why I'm like this
Why I can't be like her or him
Why I am the way I am

I think of my self as
The black next to a rainbow
the sun of the universe
the one person out of the crowd

I think about
in my days
How things could have been different
or what would be the same

And remember who I am
I remember how I feel
and how I think
and I realize that's who I'm meant to be

I realize if I wasn't me
And I wasn't a loner
If I wasn't emotional
If I wasn't me

That I wouldn't like myself
I would get tired of being popular
Having to follow the trends
Having to be like everyone else in the crowd

No, I prefer myself
The unpopular
The thinking
The independent

Me