Today, a man stands ostracized.

This man has committed acts against society.

Normally such an act's punishment is immediate

but our government is about propriety and impartial presence

So though we all know he is guilty

we shall listen first then present his sentence

Prosecutor speak now and present the lesson!

Social acceptance!

I accept your views but you

still are unlike me

So I'm forcing you to choose!

You can be different.

An individual

You can say my social stings don't stab you like flesh wounds.

But I know the truth.

I've figured out your fibs like a Sherlockan sleuth.

And now I spread these words righteously

and widely sharing my speech almost snidely

 like a verbal John Wilkes booth.

You're crime is being kind. Being open to others

with your palms spread wide.

You ask yourself why? Why is there this social divide?

Why must I, a boy turned man by social homicide, face such indignation

stripped of his pride?!

Well let me enlighten you to your crime. You provide to those that need it.

You aid those who don't ask.

You aid and aid and aid.

Not even once asking to be paid.

Is it infatuation that drives these actions? Satisfaction?

One need not look further than simple attraction.

Yes, that must be the case.

This surely must be it.

Every impromptu act and bowed body dip

Every immaculate action and jovial gesture.

So I say speak young man! What say you?

The man stayed silent, he never spoke.

But as he choked back tears from his stigmatic fears

he wrote

A victim of conformity

that is how I'm labeled

A fable spun by those who have won

every social act in the past

I am not a criminal

perhaps these stigmas you see now in me are subliminal

we are taught that nice guys finish last

Fast to be blasted with lines of obscure origin

that tell us to have back sass

My crime is not being kind

My crime is attraction to education

Her textbooks tie a red string around my mind

merrily making me learn because I refuse to stay behind

But I do not kiss the hand from which it is supplied!

I greedily grab my portion and move on in stride

To take and take and take

For only my own sake

That is how I feel about my current state

I only take knowledge, and lessons at a fast rate

I feel like the embodiment of avarice

for I take and cannot resist

So I apologize for my need to stand and shine

but if you were open up your mind

You would find

 

that that is the true reason for why I can not quiet my mind