This is my submission for the A Picture is worth more than a thousand words prompt
IDIOSYNCRASY
You see food, I see poison,
You see culinary artwork, I see idol food.
You're salivating, I want to throw up,
You can't wait to dive in, I won't look twice,
You look forward to it, I wouldn't.
If the meat of my soul,
Is made into a sausage roll,
And yours be made so,
The flavours will tell different stories,
Well distinct as different spices.
I'm one individual,
And you are another,
We're all like a dish with a note,
Because we're not made for all,
We bear a label, a tag.
We're like different foods on a platter,
Though brought together,
We still stand out,
In the crowd yet seen,
What makes me me, Idiosncasy.