Perhaps when you choose to copy and paste,
Intent, on overwriting your identity by stealing my own,
You assume, the one you choose, is the only one there is;
All of a sudden taken by surprise when I step into high gear
Leaving you with the remnants of a personality whose use
Became obsolete beyond the relative circumstance.
Don’t you worry, there’s a reason they call me a philanthropist
Feed your endless thirst to be something you are not
I will hand you a catalogue that showcases my many sides
Take your time selecting what you believe to be the best parts of me;
Once you are satisfied with your choice,
I will unveil yet another brochure.
Plenty of pre-orders outlining a rough estimate of my future choices
Enough to sate your fiendish appetite
Please, do not feel overwhelmed, this is just the start
I believe if you do something, you put your all into it,
And if all you do is copy me, among others,
I would rather you be the best at it.
– O.D. ©2018
Art by: RedBubble
Nothing gets to me more than feeling like my individuality is at risk. I am not of the notion that “imitation is the best form of flattery”. Personally, I find it really annoying. Please let me know your thoughts on the matter. Am I the only one who feels this way?
O.D. 