Emancipated

Do not ask me to be more like you, For I'd rather be an anomaly than A eulogy to those who cannot Believe in the unique color Of my voice. It sings in Neon joy for the rare Gift of this life. Can you Hear? Music Cannot be Disallowed in the Name of conformity. So I have emancipated Myself and will not allow my Existence to be reduced to a haiku. Visit distorted vision and bear the Knowledge that freedom of Expression is the truest Reward. Know I will Not give birth to The fruit of Regret. For this Life is larger Than even my Own conception and I will not commit blasphemy For the sake of your acceptance. I won't be distilled into a more socially Fashionable version to obey bi-polar laws.