what how

I.

Unique and special, one of no other kind
A force to be reckoned with, strong and refined
I march to the beat of my own heart
An individual first and second and last

Confident in who I am, I make no apologies
I am I, and that's all I want to be
Living life guiltless and free
Enjoying being me

I am not a minority, I am the only one,
There is no one else exactly like me, none
I owe nothing to anybody on account of who I am
My skin tissue, my genes, are no guilt-ridden issue 

Although it may seem trivial to categorize me
Grazing minds of two legged sheep do so easily
I pay no attention with regard to, not even a little bit
Like an Eagle with the buzzing flies, hovering over shit.
why who
the world's shortest poem is a dot
. but, only and only if it is not