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No Comparison

Don't compare me,
To whomever you search for,
That seems to be like me,
Because I am not like that person.

How would you know,
That you're comparison,
Has lived the same life as I,
And written in the same frame of mind as I?

I chose to be who I am,
And not to be someone else.
If someone uses the same words,
Doesn't mean they are me.

I never studied literature,
In hopes I would carve myself out,
From the large block of clay,
And the simple tools of perception.

No matter who they might be,
Or who you might know,
Don't spread the light across us both,
In the idea that we're alike.

I never studied,
I probably won't be studied.
I read from the famous,
But I don't think I will be famous.

For that is who I am,
Who I choose to be,
And how I want to be treated,
All I ask, is for you to respect that.

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