I don't know how
to take a compliment
Every time someone is kind
I don't know what to do
Not really
I express my gratitude
Which only seems
To confuse them
Or anger them
Most of the time
They stop talking to me
Because my shock at their acceptance
Is off-putting and strange
And somewhat alarming
They think that I have
No self worth or esteem
They are wrong
There isn't anyone I love
More than I love myself
Everything about me
Attracts me
I find myself extremely attractive
In every way there is
But experience has taught me
Other people have shown me
That expressing my own worth
Is even more off-putting
Than my shock at their kindness
That it is less disgusting
To undervalue who I am
Than it is to be the strong
Proud, brazen, sensual
******, beautiful, intelligent
Mysterious, hilarious goddess
That I really am
When I down myself
It is a lie
If I speak ill of me
It is a lie
A lie that makes them
More comfortable
It makes them think
That they have the power
To place value into me
And that makes them
Happy
Perversely so
I don't understand why
Because I love my weird
Absolutely
And I want to be myself
But no one else seems to like me
For being me
They aren't happy that I'm free
Not in the least
Quite the contrary
They are happiest when I'm sad
Downtrodden
Weak
Because my weaknesses
Make them feel strong
And my real strength
Makes them feel pitiful
Because my strength
Is limitless
My will is stronger
My mind is quicker
My heart is more steadfast
There are no limits for me
Except the ones I make
And I make them
So that you
Are comfortable
Because my worth is not determined
By people too weak
To handle all of me.