Reflections
Walking to class in my flannel
Rocking that 5 – panel
I stay as strong as enamel
Some act like animals
And I mull their misconceptions
Of judging others’ perceptions and perfect imperfections
They lack the affection for those who face rejection
They could use some self-reflection, they should take a course
An intro to introspection and remorse
Of course, their throats grow coarse
As they try to find the source
Of this negative force that makes their minds
Commit these social crimes all the time
They think I’m odd, like a prime
Number, but I’m anti-cumbersome
Sometimes I wonder if the sum of us all
Is social harmony or harming me