Strike a pose
The whole world’s watching
Be yourself
Cuz they’re all judging
Change
Transform
To fit the mold
Minor imperfections can be
Repaired
But my mold
Seems to be
Missing pieces.
In their places,
Unruly desires manifest,
Grow,
And fester.
I don’t mind their prescence
But it’s the others,
Those who see my skin
But not the fillings,
Who need to understand
That I want to be me
But there are parts of me
That don’t fit
With everyone else
If I knew I could be
Accepted
If I did all I pleased
This would all go away
But through time,
There has developed
A norm
Based on majority
And our laws have been founded
Upon these very things
So I am not truly
Free
To be
What I want to be
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Submission Name: Free To Be Me
