One Of Many - Poem by Kela LewisMorin
I'm afraid of your judgments.
I'm afraid of what you will think of me.
So I make subtle adjustments
And become someone you want me to be.
I hide behind my mascara and concealer.
Smile and respond when instructed.
I'm not smart or sexy enough to be a leader.
So I allow myself to become conducted.
I allow myself to become obstructed.
I allow myself to become abducted.
I allow myself to become corrupted.
I allow myself to become artificial.
I allow myself to become superficial.
I allow myself to become egotistical
And live behind a carefully applied screen.
Because my real face can never be seen.
It's easier to act like everyone else
Share the same values and tastes.
Believe the illusion and forget yourself.
Because the bare truth is to spiteful to face.
If you dare to stand out,
Expect no helping hand outs.
You have to completely give in,
If you want to be a part of the world that we live in.
After all, everybody just wants to be able to fit in.
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