I Am My Own Man For Jt Ellison Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

They say I’m mad but I don’t care
It’s merely eccentricity
If I was poor I would be mad
but I am not which makes me glad

I have my own psychiatrist
He thinks he knows much more than me.
He has delusions which persist
Which I encourage quietly.

So he advances theories
meant to explain what makes me tick.
Tries to diagnose some disease.
He cannot see I am not sick.

I did not choose to be a clone
accept opinions tailor made
He is a fool he should have known
That I would see through his charade.

I am not mad just different.
Simply because I choose to be
I go my own way quite content
Proud of my eccentricity.

12-Oct-08

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