They
They pronounce to me there is but no ordinary
Then how is it that being dissimilar achievable?
They notify me everyone is diverse
Then is it that being diverse to be ordinary?
They advise to me there is no flawlessness
But is perfection attainable?
They inform me it is once you do everything acceptably
So what happens when everything is accepted inaccurately?
They tell me an assortment of things
They inquire about my thoughts
But I have learned time after time to declare to ‘them’:
I want to be the me I once sought
Copyright © Jessica Delisky | Year Posted 2011
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