Perfect Myself

I am who I am

Nothing else just myself

No concentration, no dilutions

Just only the way I am..

You may think me as illusion

But I exist in real

I am who I am

For those out who wish to change me

Or ask me for additions or deletions

Let me get straight to you

That I am not a maths equation

Asking your favour for solution

As I am who I am

Some say my values are week

Few calls me a geek

And those who don't know me enough

Concludes me by saying freak..

But there’s no way I will change

As I am not a fancy game

I am who I am

No changes, no conditions

Free to my will, real to my soul

As I am the unadulterated version of

What I am

Just the perfect myself

Strong enough to blow the world

As I am for real in this unreal world

I am what I am