Who Am I?

Who am I you ask?
I used to wonder,
It became a mystery,
That was left unsolved.

As I look around,
I used to think,
That everyone else,
Was better than me.

It always seemed,
As I tried to be me,
It was not acceptable,
So I tried to be you.

But now I know,
I don't care what you say.
I am who I am.

You'll just have to make do.

May 4/1991

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