DO THIS, DON’T DO THAT

DO THIS, DON’T DO THAT

People are always trying to change me

Exchange me and rearrange me

That’s not their place, it’s my face

They try to make me think like them

Drink like them and stink like them

I’m a me, I’m not a you

They try to make me write like them

Fight like them and be contrite like them

I like me the way I am

People try to make me sleep like them

Creep like them and peep like them

I’m not like all the rest

They try to make me rest like them

Detest like them and arrest like them

But it’s so hard for me to hate

They try to make me dress like them

Address like them and redress like them

They don’t know I’m a me from days gone by

People try to change me like I’m a doormat

Needless to say I’ve never gone along with that

‘n needless to say they just keep coming.

-- Copyright © 2010 by Anthony Buccino, all rights reserved.
Adapted from long-lost FROM A WAREHOUSE chapbook.
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