Why? Poem by Melissa Joy Chesky

Why am I not what you expect?
Why do I have to be exactly what you want?
When I can only be myself,
Why do you ask me to be someone else,
Something that is not normal to me?

I can't be someone else,
Something that I am not,
So why keep trying?
You know yourself...
Words aren't going to change me,
So what's the point of wasting your breath,
And my time?

Don't waste my time
By giving me a lecture about
Who I should be
Or who I'm going to be.
Do I tell you who you should be
Or tell you what to become?
No...I didn't think so.
If you have a problem with me,
Then...leave me alone! !

You don't have to talk to me,
Or even look at me for that matter.
Don't worry..
It's a relief for me not to talk to you...
It's not like I would want to anymore anyways
Because of you pushing,
Pushing to be more like you,
More like society.
Why would I want to do that anyways?
I wouldn't want to be like you at all...
Treating people like their below you
Instead of treating people decently.
You could do that...
Make other people feel
Good about themselves,
Well...that's probably too big
Of a task for you to accomplish.

I'm sick of what you do;
Treating me and other people
Like a piece of old gum
Stuck on the bottom of
Your shoe...
Lower than scum.
I don't know why you are that way,
So heartless of someone...
And I will never know
Why you do what you do,
But all I can do now
Is wonder and ask why.