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When God built me He used many parts;

He did not intend singularity.

Why then does it bring you discomfort

That I’m no clear regularity?

If from 1 to 10 I place at 12

Perhaps it’s time you revised your scale,

Maybe made room for me on your shelf

Rather than turning away.

Archetypes will work in a fairytale,

But in real life stories they tend to fail

At capturing more than the bare bones plot,

Useful for little and not a lot

Since few if any can truly conform

To a highly dubious norm.

As for me, I’d call myself fragile and strong –

An inherent contradiction in terms,

Yet I find myself weak one moment,

Tough as nails the next,

And I don’t apologize.

So many demand one ascription to get along,

But they are wrong.

It’s a challenge for most to realize

The muddy waters men must sail

With love so strong we’d be willing to die for it,

Behind our armor these beating hearts

Bigger than Texas, open to scars

As deep as anything can penetrate.

Sometimes we buckle under the weight

Of the contradictions we face,

The opposing forces inherent within us.

When we’re fragile we can rise up again

But when we’re strong we can’t maintain forever

That idealized image you want us to be.

Such expectation is not fair to me –

I won’t stand for it.

I’ll be fragile and strong my whole life long

For the human race is where I belong

United under God – the one and only perfection

And ultimate protection.