I Swear You Are Perfect
Silent chaos is what sneaks up on thee
and that is what has been named, society.
Hide your face,
stifle your screams;
no one will attempt to hear your dreams.
Forget your identity,
forget your personality;
they don't matter in our society.
Follow what's normal,
dress like the best;
if you don't you'll never peacefully rest.
But try to forget it,
try to ignore it;
no matter what they say,
I swear you are perfect.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world