2014 And Confused. Poem by Vonnie Postit

it's funny,
how we're
constantly suffocated
with the idea
to think differently
to stand out
to be your own person
when
in trying restlessly,
with every breath
you give,
to be someone
who society announces
is classified as
their own person,
we are, in fact,
all starting to blend together.
like a big, gooey, oozing mess
of confusion
and loss of identity.
we just want to be
what the new normal
or should I say
abnormal calls for:
different.

it's funny,
they advertise
the beauty in standing out
importance of identity
the liberatingly soul surge
of love if you just
open that door
and show your
so called true colors.
yet are you really being
true to your colors
if those colors you sport
aren't necessarily true to you?

it's funny, because
what they don't say
what they don't glorify
is maybe,
just maybe,
you aren't as different
as they wish you to be.
what now?
live life in ridicule,
be systematically classified
as boring
because your normal is
different from
their expectations?
the times have changed,
my brothers and sisters.
the days of fear
to be different
have passed.
and a new monster
has made it's home
in your closet.
he creeps up on you
and takes the form of
EVERY PERSON YOU KNOW.

it's funny,
how we've switched sides,
but we are constantly fighting
the same gruesome battle.
I am sick of being suffocated
and choked by the
wanna- be
non- conformist pompous
hipsters and their opinions.
it's time for a change.
so,
I do NOT encourage you
to try to fit in.
and I certainly do NOT
encourage you
to stand out.
because in reality
it's all the same.
I challenge you
to fight the good fight
for your soul
and whatever level
of regular
or extraordinary
that may be,
be
YOU.
before they take that away, too.