Why Change? Poem by Araek Maharba

Why Change?



People say I am sick;
I like the way I am.

Everyone else needs to change,
Change their point of view,
Perhaps even their life.

To what they've always wanted.

If I am what they call sick;
So be it,

Will stay the same;
Forever.
Hurting myself,
Even if I die.

Unlike most,
I accepted myself long ago.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Masochism and self mutilation is something that I have been told is quite sickening.
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