I am a creature complex in my creation
Different from the rest of my species
As I am often considered as an outsider
Various are my colours and moods
Which vary according to situations.
I am kind but sadly not considered as one
Perfection is not in me
Still, I try to be my best
Mixed are variations of mine
Nothing is certain about my existence
Still, I remain the same as ever
Even when the weather is always changing
My weirdness I have learnt to live with
As I know, accepting oneself is the only way to live and breathe
Acceptance, I searched from the rest
Although, being myself is my final choice
I am weird and I am happy finally.
Rohit Sapra
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-weird-and-i-am-happy/
