One of a kind

(People are wont to ask why I am not nattily dressed up , as they do ; and , out of kindness of heart , gift me their old but gaudy clothes. They also think that I am probably too poor to buy new clothes.)


life is lived
measured
in doses
aliquots

breathe carefully
measure and tally
each word each breath
i lost track of worth

in infinitesimal
calculations
lost amid infernal
speculations

Heck , I  even wear
clothes faded
 with a tear
lying un mended

My well wishers think
I am about to sink
in some depressive stupor
Or I am exceedingly poor

carelessly I abandon
the rules tight and wanton
let me breathe fully
break free of the gully

dont fit me in a rut
not your monkey to strut
no I am not one to bind
for I am ,truly, one of a kind