When a Gift Becomes a Curse

Must I conform…
To an idea that I was not a part of
To a definition that I did not agree on
To a society that does not know me
…when they seem so limited?

Must I adapt…
To another’s belief system
To another’s set of morals
To another’s expectation
…when they seem so wrong?

Must I be confined…
Because I see more
Because I hear more
Because I feel more
…because I have been given more?

Must I be so alone…
Because I refuse to conform
Because I refuse to adapt
Because I refuse to be confined
…because I am alone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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