I can't read anymore

Mon, 03/30/2015 - 14:30 -- gabsi13

It started with a book

All good things start with a book


I read the story that changed

my way of thinking


The way we are sheilded

In this "accepting" society.

We are taught one thing and then later taught another


I knew I wasn't gay

but then how can guys and girls both be pretty?


I did not know that labels were not needed. 

I did not know that there was more out there.


In our society should not everyone be able to find themselves?


But how can I find myself if I do not know what I am looking for?


SO many young confused children.

"Be yourself" society says.


I did not know there was anything besides myself. 

Are there other options?


Can I be Obama? 

Or Lorde? Or Jennifer Lawrence?


Can I change into who I want to be?

What if who I want to be is not who you say I am.

Is that still myself?


I could fill a book with the thoughts society fills me with. 

To the brim I am overflowing. 

Pages turning, 


Confusion sets in. 


What kind of book would it be?

This poem is about: 
Our world


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